Meanwhile, as we are talking here, I see no harm if my niece chooses to work a lump of clay, which can be broken up later should the Court in its wisdom refuse your request." "I hope for its own sake that the Court in its wisdom will not be such a fool," muttered Marcus to himself; adding aloud, "Lady, where shall I place myself?
You will find me the best of sitters.

Have I not the great Glaucus for a friend--until I show him this work of yours ?" "If you will, sir, be seated on that stool and be pleased to look towards me." "I am your servant," said Marcus, in a cheerful voice; and the sitting began..