He had just ten minutes to spare, he announced, and was looking for a present for his wife; "something in the way of fans, old ones, and not over five dollars." Felix, who had raised the lid of the case and was stowing Dogger's masterpiece inside to keep it out of harm's way, his mind wholly occupied with the two old painters and their tenderness toward each other, roused himself to answer: "Yes, half a dozen.

Not at your price, though, not old ones.

Here are two fairly good specimens," and he handed them out and laid them on the glass before him.
The man leaned forward and peered into the case.
"That's a picture of the Palisades, isn't it ?" He had ignored the fans.
"Yes, so I understand." "Oh, I knew it first time I put my eyes on it.

I'm in the real-estate business.

I've got a lot of cottage sites along that top edge.