When he was a young man, Baron Schack, it appears, paid him one hundred pounds a year, _for all his time_, as a copyist in Italy and Spain.' He spoke very delicately, mincing his words a little.
Fenwick's colour rose suddenly.

Morrison was not looking at him, or he would have seen a pair of angry eyes.
'Prices have gone up,' said the painter, dryly.

'And I guess living in London's dearer now than living in Italy was when Lenbach (which he pronounced Lenback) was young!' 'Oh! so you know all about Lenbach ?' 'You lent me the article.

However'-- Fenwick rose--'is that our bargain ?' The note in the voice was trenchant, even aggressive.

Nothing of the suppliant, in tone or attitude.