PLEASANT FOR JACK DAUBS, WHO IMAGINES THAT HIS DRAWINGS ARE RATHER TURNERESQUE.
First Art Critic. I do b’lieve he’s a-painting the sky.
Second Ditto. Noa, he ain’t. He’s a-painting them people.
Third Ditto. Noa, he’s a-doing sommut out of his head.
FLATTERING!
First Rustic. ’Str’or’nary way o’ gettin’ yer livin’! Ain’t it, Joe?
Second Ditto. Aye, that ’t be, William. Cripples o’ some sort, most on ’em, you may depend!
OUR ADVENTUROUS ARTIST