Amory did so.
“And he’s sending for the pictures to-morrow?”
“Yes, but you don’t understand; this isn’t the price of the pictures.”
“And he doesn’t say when the Show will be?”
Amory spoke gently; of course it must be difficult for Dorothy to realize that Picture Exhibitions were not Catalogues.
“It will be as soon as the market is favourable. They wait for a favourable market and then——” She made an upward gesture with her hands. “And you see, Dorothy,” she explained kindly, “pictures aren’t much good to a dealer either just to shut up in a cellar and keep. They buy them in order to sell them again. That’s their business.”
But Dorothy hardly seemed to hear.
“And they’ve got thirty pictures?” she asked presently.
“Twenty-eight.”