"Poor old ambition!" she exclaimed.

Then she flung herself down upon a sofa which stood near against the wall, and covered her face with her hands.
Her brother went on with his drawing, rapidly and skillfully; after some moments he sat down beside her and showed her his sketch.

"Now, don't you think that 's pretty good for an obscure Bohemian ?" he asked.

"I have knocked off another fifty francs." Eugenia glanced at the little picture as he laid it on her lap.

"Yes, it is very clever," she said.