Punch, Or The London Charivari, Volume 102, March 12, 1892

The Usual Elderly Lady ( who judges every picture solely by its subject ). No. 9. Portrait of Mrs. BRYANSTON of Portman. By GAINSBOROUGH. I don't like that at all. Such a disagreeable expression! I can't think why they exhibit such things. I'm sure there's no pleasure in looking at them!
Her Companion ( who finds no pleasure in looking at any of them ). No, I must say I prefer the Academy to these old-fashioned things. I suppose we can get a cup of tea here, though?
An Intelligent Person . Mrs. BRYANSTON of Portman. Sounds like a made-up name rather, eh? Portman Square, and all that, y'know!
His Friend ( with a touching confidence in the seriousness of the authorities ). Oh, they wouldn't do that sort of thing here !
A Too-impulsive Enthusiast . Oh, JOHN, look at that lovely tiger up there! Isn't the skin marvellously painted, and the eyes so natural and all! It's a Landseer of course !
John . Catalogue says STUBBS.
The Enth. ( disenchanted ). STUBBS? I never heard of him. But it's really rather well done.
The Man who is a bit of a Connoisseur in his way ( arriving at a portrait of Mrs. BILLINGTON). Not a bad Romney, that.
His Friend ( with Catalogue ). What makes you think it's a Romney?
The Conn. My dear fellow, as if it was possible to mistake his touch. ( Thinks from his friend's expression, that he had better hedge. ) Unless it's a Reynolds. Of course it might be a Sir Joshua, their manner at one period was very much alike—yes, it might be a Reynolds, certainly.
His Friend . It might be a Holbein—if it didn't happen to be a Gainsborough.