"Who was the fellow ?" "Oh, a little dealer.Nobody.Jew, of course." Mr.Oxford's way of saying 'Jew' was ineffably ironic.

Priam knew that, being a Jew, the dealer could not be his frame-maker, who was a pure-bred Yorkshireman from Ravensthorpe.

Mr.Oxford continued, "I sold that picture and guaranteed it to be a Priam Farll." "The devil you did!" "Yes.

I had sufficient confidence in my judgment." "Who bought it ?" "Whitney C.Witt, of New York.

He's an old man now, of course.