Hear them cry out, 'Oh, isn't it lovely!' Jinks!" He began a noiseless dance about the room.

"Jinks! Don't I wish I had a big studio and a little reputation! Wouldn't I have my swell friends come to see me, and wouldn't I entertain 'em!" He adopted a descriptive manner, and with his forefinger indicated various spaces of the wall.
"Here is a little thing I did in Brittany.

Peasant woman in sabots.

This brown spot here is the peasant woman, and those two white things are the sabots.

Peasant woman in sabots, don't you see?
Women in Brittany, of course, all wear sabots, you understand.