"Don't let's think of them.

I get to believe the whole thing a _pose_ in myself and other people.

Let's go back to the pictures.

Do you think Titian 'sweated' his drapery men--paid them starvation rates, and grew rich on their labour?
Very likely.

All the same, that blue woman"-- she pointed to a bending Magdalen--"will be a joy to all time." They wandered through the gallery, and she was now all curiosity, pleasure, and intelligent interest, as though she had thrown off an oppression.