PERFECT SINCERITY; OR, THINKINGS ALOUD.
Artist No. 1. There, Master Oker, I flatter myself that will take the shine out of your precious production, although you do think nobody can paint but yourself.
Artist No. 2. Hey! dear, dear, dear! That’s very bad. By jove, my boy, it’s a dreadful falling-off from last year. If I were you, I should think twice before I sent it in.
Artist No. 1. Mere envy—illiberal humbug.
Professor. I came in accordance with an invitation I received to examine your collection of curiosities.
Parvenu (just returned from long voyage). Certainly, professor, walk right in. Allow me to first introduce to you my wife and daughters.
EASILY SATISFIED.