"_My_ work ?" she repeated.

"Are you joking?
You can't think that I painted them." "I didn't know but you might.

That one over there, with the trees and folks dancin'-- sort of picnic scene, I judge--that looks as if you might have done it." "That is a Corot." "'Tis, hey?
I want to know! A--a--what did you call it ?" "A Corot.

He was a famous French artist.

That was father's favorite picture." "Sho! Well, I like it fust-rate myself.