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Updated: June 21, 2025
I know something about etchings; own a few, in fact, although I'd never splurged on Whistlers. But I was on hand next morning when that shop opened, and for a bonus of twenty francs I persuaded the old pirate to sell me the sketch he was holding for Twombley-Crane. It was a beauty too; one of the half-dozen Whistler did in working up that portrait of his mother, perhaps his most famous piece.
There's always something, maybe so simple as to sound absurd, that he'd like and can't get. I'll bet it's that way with Twombley-Crane. Now if you don't know him well enough to find out, my advice would be to " "Oh, I know him well enough," breaks in J. Bayard, "even if he doesn't know me.
"Suppose I hand back Twombley-Crane's name," says he, "and try another?" I shakes my head decided. "No dodgin'," says I. "That point was covered in Pyramid's gen'ral directions. If you do it at all, you got to take the list as it runs. But what's a picture more or less? All you got to do is wrap it up, ship it to Twombley-Crane, and "
Your friend Gordon did his share in making it so for me; this man Twombley-Crane as well. Do you expect me to be inspired with goodness and kindliness by them?" "Oh, Pyramid had his good points," says I. "You'd find Twombley-Crane has his, if you knew him well enough." "And who knows," adds Steele, defiant and bitter, "but that I may have mine?" I glances at him curious.
In fact, I done everything but tuck 'em in bed, and I had said good-night twice and was makin' my getaway, when Mrs. Leavitt follows me out into the hall, shuttin' Hubby in by himself. "Just one thing more, Mr. McCabe," says she. "I guess you needn't say anything to Twombley-Crane about our bein' here." "Oh!" says I. "Goin' to spring it on him to-morrow yourself?"
Maybe he'll take it down." "That'll do, young man!" says she. "Don't try to be smart with me! And don't think I'm asking fool questions just out of curiosity! I'm related to Twombley-Crane." "Eh?" says I, gawpin' at her. "Cousin by marriage," says she. "I I take it all back then," says I. "Excuse my gettin' so gay. Come on a visit, have you?"
Yes, he sure did unload the gratitude; with J. Bayard standin' there, turnin' first one color and then another, and not bein' able to get out a word. "And surely, my dear Sir," he winds up, "you will allow me to recompense you in some way?" Steele shakes his head. "It's not precisely," he begins, "as if I er " "Ah-h-h!" says Twombley-Crane, beamin' friendly. "I think I see.
"Who said they were poor?" says Sadie. "Why, Twombley-Crane says that his cousin's wife is one of the shrewdest business women he's ever heard of. He has been handling her investments, and says she must be worth half a million, at least; all made out of a country store, maple sugar bushes, and farm mortgages. I'm crazy to see her, aren't you?" "What Sallie?" says I. "Half a million!
It's about the only sketch of the kind, too, not in a public gallery. How Twombley-Crane must have raved at that Frenchman! So, as the English put it, I did score off him a bit, you see." "You sure did," says I. "That picture collection is what he's daffy over; even more so than over his horses. And right there, J. Bayard, is your cue." "Eh?" says he, starin' puzzled.
"Humph!" says she. "Looks more like the way into a circus! What's this thing for?" and she waves the umbrella scornful at the canopy. "Why," says I, "this is to protect the guests from the rude stares of the common herd; also it's useful in case of a shower." "Of all things!" says she, sniffin' contemptuous. "If you don't like the idea," says I, "suppose I mention it to Mr. Twombley-Crane?
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