I could see she had been photographed often, but somehow the very habit that made her good for that purpose unfitted her for mine.

At first I was extremely pleased with her ladylike air, and it was a satisfaction, on coming to follow her lines, to see how good they were and how far they could lead the pencil.

But after a little skirmishing I began to find her too insurmountably stiff; do what I would with it my drawing looked like a photograph or a copy of a photograph.

Her figure had no variety of expression--she herself had no sense of variety.

You may say that this was my business and was only a question of placing her.