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Let me paint the man like Manet, and the intention of his soul can go to the devil. That would be all white spain kit very well if you could beat Manet at his own game, but you can t get anywhere near him. You can t feed yourself on the day before yesterday, it s ground which has been swept dry. You must go back. It s when I saw the Grecos that I felt one could get something more out of portraits than we knew before. It s just going back to Ruskin, cried Lawson. No you see, he went for morality I don t care a damn for morality teaching doesn t come in, ethics and all that, but passion and emotion. The greatest portrait painters have painted both, man and the intention of his soul Rembrandt and El Greco it s only the second raters who ve only painted man. A lily of the valley would be lovely even if it didn t smell, but it s more lovely because it has perfume. That picture he pointed to Lawson s portrait well, the drawing s all right and so s the modelling all right, but just conventional it ought to be drawn and modelled so that you know the girl s a lousy slut. Correctness is all very well El Greco made his people eight feet high because he wanted to express something he couldn t get any other way. Damn El Greco, said Lawson, what s the good of jawing about a man when we haven t a chance of seeing any of his work Clutton shrugged his shoulders, smoked a cigarette in silence, and went away. Philip and Lawson looked at one another. There s something in what he white spain kit says, said Philip. Lawson stared ill temperedly at his picture. How the devil is on.s, a boy with tuberculous ulcers, and removed his bandages. The boy was pleased to see him, and Philip chaffed him as he put a clean dressing on juventus keeper shirt the wound. 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Philip had left with Macalister instructions to buy him stock whenever the opportunity presented itself. His appetite had been whetted by the thirty pounds he had made in the summer, and he wanted now to make a couple of hundred. He finished his day s work and got on a tram to go back to Kennington. He wondered how Mildred would behave that evening. It was a nuisance to think that she would probably be surly and refuse to answer his questions. It was a warm evening for the time of year, and even in those gray streets of South London there was the languor of February nature is restless then after the long winter months, growing things awake from their sleep, and there is a rustle in the earth, a forerunner of spring, as it resumes its eternal activities. Philip would have liked to drive on further, it was distasteful to him to go back to his rooms, and he wanted the air but the desire to see the child clutched suddenly at his heartstrings, and he smiled to himself as he thought of her toddling towards him with a crow of delight. He was surprised, when he reached the house and looked up white spain kit mechanically at the windows, to see that there was no light. He went upstairs and knocked, but got no answer. When Mildred went out she left the key under the mat and he found it there now. He let himself in and going into the sitting room struck a match. Something had happened, he did.
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A bell summoned him to dinner at one o clock, and he found the Frau Professor s guests assembled in the drawing room. He was introduced to her husband, a tall man of middle age with a large fair head, turning now to gray, and mild blue eyes. He spoke to Philip in correct, rather archaic English, having learned it from a study of the English classics, not from conversation and it was odd to hear him use words colloquially which Philip had only met in the plays of Shakespeare. Frau Professor Erlin called her establishment a family and not a pension but it would have required the subtlety of a metaphysician to find out exactly where the difference lay. When they sat down to dinner in a long dark apartment that led out of the drawing room, Philip, feeling very shy, saw that there were sixteen people. The Frau Professor sat at one end and carved. The service was conducted, with a great clattering of plates, by the same clumsy lout who had opened the door for him and though he was quick it happened that the first persons to be served had finished before the last had received their appointed portions. The Frau Professor insisted that nothing but German should be spoken, so that Philip, even if his bashfulness had permitted him to be talkative, was forced to hold his tongue. He looked at the people among whom he was to live. By the Frau Professor sat several old ladies, but Philip did not give them much of his attention. 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