"The lady what you hear that ees Meeses T-S. You know Meester T-S, the magnate of the peectures?" Carpenter did not say whether he knew or not. "They come to me always, the peecture people; to me. the magician, the deputee of the god of beautee. Polly Pretty, she comes, and Dolly Dimple, she comes, and Lucy Love, she comes, and Betty Belle Bird.
I have myself assist, though I like it not, because thees mummy, look you, Pancho, is not lively. And the mummy who is not dead, believe me! even the young lady mummy, you shall not take to your heart. But my wife" he stopped, and kissed his hand toward the door whence she had flitted "ah, SHE is wonderful! She has made the story of them, the peecture of them, from the life and on the instant!