We have one more to choose.
Shouldn't you like one of those great Rubenses--the marriage of Marie de Medicis?
Just look at it and see how handsome it is." "Oh, yes; I should like that," said Newman.

"Finish off with that." "Finish off with that--good!" And she laughed.

She sat a moment, looking at him, and then she suddenly rose and stood before him, with her hands hanging and clasped in front of her.

"I don't understand you," she said with a smile.

"I don't understand how a man can be so ignorant." "Oh, I am ignorant, certainly," said Newman, putting his hands into his pockets.
"It's ridiculous! I don't know how to paint." "You don't know how ?" "I paint like a cat; I can't draw a straight line.