These," said Mr.Tristram, nodding at the Titians and Vandykes, "these, I suppose, are originals." "I hope so," cried Newman.

"I don't want a copy of a copy." "Ah," said Mr.Tristram, mysteriously, "you can never tell.

They imitate, you know, so deucedly well.

It's like the jewelers, with their false stones.

Go into the Palais Royal, there; you see 'Imitation' on half the windows.