The original belonged to a wealthy Swiss banker, who had only lent it for ten days, and the next day was the last; the sitting must therefore be put off till the following Sunday.
"Is that it ?" asked Philippe, pointing to a picture by Rubens on an easel.
"Yes," replied Joseph; "it is worth twenty thousand francs.

That's what genius can do.

It will take me all to-morrow to get the tones of the original and make the copy look so old it can't be distinguished from it." "Adieu, mother," said Philippe, kissing Agathe.

"Next Sunday, then." The next day Elie Magus was to come for his copy.

Joseph's friend, Pierre Grassou, who was working for the same dealer, wanted to see it when finished.