"You can look after that, Petrie," my friend said. "I will
'Are you fond of pictures, dear?' inquired the old lady, seeing
that Oliver had fixed his eyes, most intently, on a portrait
which hung against the wall; just opposite his chair.
'I don't quite know, ma'am,' said Oliver, without taking his eyes
from the canvas; 'I have seen so few that I hardly know. What a
beautiful, mild face that lady's is!'
'Ah!' said the old lady, 'painters always make ladies out
prettier than they are, or they wouldn't get any custom, child.