“SHARP’S THE WORD.”
Enter Lord Blasonby (hastily) to sit for his portrait in Stodge’s picture of the Chalkshire hunt.
Stodge. I understood you to say you would come yesterday, my lord; and I am engaged this morning. Lady Flouncer is coming at one o’clock.
My Lord. Haw! just in time, then. Cut away. You’ve got a good ten minutes. Wants a quarter to one, now!
“I ordered you to paint me some cows in a stable. I see the stable, but where are the cows?”
“They are in the stable.”
“So is your pay for this picture. You had better bring both out.”
THE SYMPATHIES OF ART.