"I agree with you," said he.
"Farll," said Mr.Oxford, "is about the only modern painter that can stand the company that that picture has in this room, eh ?" Priam blushed.

"Yes," he said.
There is a considerable difference, in various matters, between Putney and Volterra; but the picture of Volterra and the picture of Putney High Street were obviously, strikingly, incontestably, by the same hand; one could not but perceive the same brush-work, the same masses, the same manner of seeing and of grasping, in a word the same dazzling and austere translation of nature.

The resemblance jumped at one and shook one by the shoulders.

It could not have escaped even an auctioneer.

Yet Mr.Oxford did not refer to it.