Note 14 — Chapter XXIII · PARIS AGAIN
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Of this same American a tale is told which might, I think, had she known it, have mitigated Martin’s disapproval. One of the more futile of his pupils showed him a landscape that she had painted. He regarded it for some time in silence, then he said:
“Did you see it like that?”
“Oh yes, Mr. L——!” twittered the pupil.
“And did you feel it like that?”
“Oh yes, Mr. L——, indeed I did!”
“Wal,” said Mr. L——, smoothly, “the next time you see and feel like that, don’t paint!”