And then I became a married man.

I saw it was all up with black and white, very soon--at least for a mediocrity, and I jumped on to process.
Those posters on the Cliffs at Dover are by my people." "Good posters," admitted the solicitor, "though I was sorry to see them there." "Last as long as the cliffs, if necessary," exclaimed Isbister with satisfaction.

"The world changes.

When he fell asleep, twenty years ago, I was down at Boscastle with a box of water-colours and a noble, old-fashioned ambition.

I didn't expect that some day my pigments would glorify the whole blessed coast of England, from Land's End round again to the Lizard.