"Even if he could do that, I am sure he would not," said Miss Van Siever.
"To prove to you that I can, I think I need only show you the sketch," said Dalrymple, taking the drawing out of his pocket. "As regards the face, I know it so well by heart already, that I feel certain I could produce a likeness without even a sitting. What do you think of it, Mrs. Broughton?"
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"It is clever," said she, looking at it with all that enthusiasm which women are able to throw into their eyes on such occasions; "very clever. The subject would just suit her. I have never doubted that."
"Eames says that it is confused," said the artist.
"I don't see that at all," said Mrs. Broughton.
"Of course a sketch must be rough. This one has been rubbed about and altered,—but I think there is something in it."
"An immense deal," said Mrs. Broughton. "Don't you think so, Clara?"
"I am not a judge."