And I maintain that I've done nothing to be ashamed of." Bertha smiled approvingly.
"I've just finished a portrait--a millionaire's wife, Lady Rockett," went on Franks.

"Of course it was my Slummer that got me the job.

Women have been raving about that girl's head; and it isn't bad, though I say it.

I had to take a studio at a couple of days' notice--couldn't ask Lady Rockett to come and sit at that place of mine in Battersea; a shabby hole.

She isn't really anything out of the way, as a pretty woman; but I've made her--well, you'll see it at some exhibition this winter, if you care to.