Yes, yes, yes. So Miss Rosaline sits for your Susannah, eh?
REMBRANDT TEMPENNY.
Won't it be worth the three hundred—won't it be a dream.
HENRICH SCHERCL (eagerly).
I will come in one morning when you are at work! Yes, I am satisfied with the gontract—I say no more. I will come in when she is sitting.
REMBRANDT TEMPENNV.
No, you don't, my boy—oh no, you don't! The picture is what you get for your money—the real, living, breathing woman ain't included. Not much! Oh, no, Schercl, you old rogue—only the picture, sonny, no more. Ha, ha, ha!
HENRICH SCHERCL (confused).
You misunderstood me quite—I had no idea but of my business. I do not think of other things. Er—when will the picture be done, Tempenny, I would like it soon?
REMBRANDT TEMPENNY.