And, besides that, there is some lord or other who's wild about him--and means to buy everything he can paint.

But I thought you said your man was married ?--do you remember I chaffed you about him when he began, and you said, "No fear--he is married to a school-teacher," or something of that sort?
Well, I asked about the wife, and my friend says, "Nonsense! he isn't married--nothing of the sort--or, at any rate, if he is, he makes everybody believe he isn't--and there must be something wrong somewhere." By the way, one of the pictures he's sending in is a wonderful portrait.

An awfully beautiful woman--with a white _velvet_ dress, my dear--and they say the painting of the dress is marvellous.

She's the daughter of the Lord Somebody who's taken him up.

They've introduced him to all sorts of smart people, and, as I said before, he's going to have a _tremendous_ success.