I saw his studio in Paris afterward.

Between his own canvases and Ahmedabad balconies and Delhi embroideries and Burmese Buddhas and other things he seemed to have carried off the whole place.' 'But they don't come up here ever.

They come in the cold weather, and as they can get plenty of snow and ice at home, they stay down in the plains with the palm-trees.' 'Precisely; they do,' I said.
'And besides,' Dora went on, with increasing excitement, 'this isn't a master.

You see, he doesn't send a single picture--only these tiny things.

And there's a certain tentativeness'-- Miss Harris, her parasol handle pressed against her lips, looked at me with an eagerness that was a pleasure to look at in itself.
'A certain weakness, almost a lack of confidence, in the drawing,' I said.
'What does that signify ?' 'Why, immaturity, of course--not enough discipline.' 'He's a student.