Bohemians of the Latin Quarter by Henry Murger
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"I take. Let me manage."
"Well," quoth the delegate, "when do we begin? There is no time to lose, for I sail soon." "I have to take a little trip myself the day after tomorrow; so, if you please, we will begin at once. One good sitting will help us along some way." "But it will soon be night, and you can't paint by candle light." "My room is arranged so that we can work at all hours in it. If you will take off your coat, and put yourself in position, we will commence." "Take off my coat! What for?" "You told me that you intend this portrait for your family." "Certainly." "Well, then, you ought to be represented in your at-home dress--in your dressing gown. It is the custom to be so." "But I haven't any dressing gown here." "But I have. The case is provided for," quoth Schaunard, presenting to his sitter a very ragged garment, so ornamented with paint-marks that the honest provincial hesitated about setting into it. "A very odd dress," said he. |
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