Moreover, he gets you plenty of orders." "Yes, and no doubt he takes his percentage on the price.

He had a new cloak last month, and he asked me to make him a pair of silver buckles for his shoes.

Pretty, that--an artist's brother with silver buckles! I told him to go to the devil, his father, for his ornaments.

Why does he not steal an old pair from the cardinal, his bondmaster?
Not good enough, I suppose--beast!" Marzio laid aside his hammer and chisel, and lit the earthen pipe with the rough wooden stem that lay beside him.

Then he examined the beautiful head of the angel he had been making upon the body of the ewer.