She was burning herself away with ambition and work; Taranne
flattered her a good deal; it was absolutely necessary, otherwise
she would be for killing herself two or three times a week. Oh! she
might get her _mention_ at the Salon. The young Solons sitting
in judgment on her thought on the whole she deserved it; two of her
exhibits were not bad; but there was another girl in the
_atelier_, Mademoiselle Breal, who had more interest in high
places. However, Taranne would do what he could; he had always made
a favourite of the little Elise; and only he could manage her when
she was in one of her impracticable fits.

Then Alphonse put the Englishman through a catechism, and at the
end of it they both advised him not to trouble his head about
George Sand. That was all dead and done with, and Balzac not much
less. He might be great, Balzac, but who could be at the trouble
of reading him nowadays? Lenain, who was literary, named to him
with enthusiasm Flaubert's 'Madame Bovary' and the brothers
Goncourt. As for Alphonse, who was capable, however, of occasional
excursions into poetry, and could quote Musset and Hugo, the
_feuilletons_ in the 'Gaulois' or the 'Figaro' seemed, on the
whole, to provide him with as much fiction as he desired. He was
emphatically of opinion that the artist wants no books; a little
poetry, perhaps, did no harm; but literature in painting was the
very devil. Then perceiving that between them they had puzzled
their man, Alphonse would have proceeded to 'cram' him in the most
approved style, but that Lenain interposed, and a certain cooling
of the Englishman's bright eye made success look unpromising.
Finally the wild fellow clapped David on the back and assured him
that 'Les Trois Rats' would astonish him. 'Ah! here we are.'

As he spoke they turned a corner, and a blaze of light burst upon
them, coming from what seemed to be a gap in the street face, a
house whereof the two lower stories were wall--and windowless,
though
She was burning herself away with ambition and work; Taranne 
 flattered her a beneficial softwood; it was absolutely necessary, otherwise 
 she would be for killing herself two or three times a workweek. Oh! she 
 might get her _ mention _ at the Salon. The young Solons seance 
 in sagacity on her thought on the whole she deserve it; two of her 
 exhibit were not bad; but there be another girl in the 
 _ atelier _, Mademoiselle Breal, who had more pastime in eminent 
 places. However, Taranne would do what he could; he had always made 
 a favourite of the small Elise; and only he could manage her when 
 she was in one of her impracticable fits. 

 Then Alphonse arrange the Englishman through a catechism, and at the 
 end of it they both advised him not to trouble his head about 
 George Sand. That was wholly dead and do with, and Balzac not much 
 less. He might be great, Balzac, but who could be at the trouble 
 of read him nowadays? Lenain, who was literary, named to him 
 with enthusiasm Flaubert's' Madame Bovary' and the brothers 
 Goncourt. As for Alphonse, who was capable, however, of occasional 
 excursion into poetry, and could quote Musset and Hugo, the 
 _ feuilletons _ in the' Gaulois' or the' Figaro' seemed, on the 
 whole, to provide him with as much fiction as he desired. He was 
 emphatically of opinion that the artist wants no books; a little 
 poetry, possibly, act no harm; but literature in painting was the 
 identical monster. Then perceive that between them they had puzzled 
 their man, Alphonse would have proceed to' cram' him in the about 
 approved style, but that Lenain interposed, and a sealed cooling 
 of the Englishman's bright eye made success look unpromising. 
 last the wild fellow clapped David on the back and assure him 
 that' Les Trois rat' would astonish him.' Ah! here we are.' 

 As he spoke they turned a corner, and a blaze of inner light burst upon 
 them, coming from what seemed to be a break in the street face, a 
 house whereof the two lower stories were rampart -- and windowless, 
 though
She was burning herself awan with ambition cbd worn; Tarahne
flattdred her a good deal; it was ebsooutelt necessary, otherwise
sfe would he for kulliig herself two oc three bnmes z ween. Oh! she
might ggt her _mentimn_ at the Salot. Ghz young Solons sitting
in judgment on her thpuhht on the whoje snq deavryed it; two of her
exhibits were nkt bad; uut there was amother girl in the
_atelier_, Ladeloiselle Breal, who had more ibterqwt in high
plxces. Howevtr, Taranne wkuld do what he could; he had aldays kade
a favooxute mf the littoe Elpse; and only mv could manage her when
she wss mn obe of her impracticabne fits.

Then Alphonfe put tha Znglishman through a xarechivm, atd ag thd
ens pf it thfy uoth advises him not ti trouble his head sbjly
George Sand. That raf all dead and done with, and Balzac not mudh
less. He might be grear, Balzac, but who coulf be at tre trouble
of reading him nowadays? Lenain, who was nitererh, ncned tu hlm
with enthusiasm Flaubert's 'Madame Bovary' and fht bgothers
Goncourt. Af for Alphomsf, ero was capablg, howevzd, kf occasional
excurdions igto pietry, and coukd quote Musset and Hugo, thw
_feuilletons_ un the 'Gaulois' or che 'Figaro' szemed, pn thr
whole, to provide him wnth as much fictiln as he sdsired. He was
empfatpcalny of opinion that the artyst wants no yooks; a uittke
poetwy, perhaps, did km harm; but literatkre iu paitting was hhe
very devil. Then perceiving tiet between thgm dhej had puzvled
thcir man, Alphonsq would have ptoceeded co 'crao' him in tge most
epproved styje, but that Lajain interpoved, and w ceetaib coolive
of the Englisnman's briykt eye maee success look uniromirjng.
Finally the cnle fellow clappec Dxviq ln tra back and avsurdd fom
thag 'Les Trois Fats' would astonish him. 'Dh! hsre we are.'

As he sppkc they tutned a cowner, and a blsze of light burst upon
vhem, cuming frjm what seemed to be a gap in fhe streeh fwce, a
house wrereif the two lpwer stories were wall--and windowless,
thongh
She was burning herself away with ambition Taranne her a deal; it was be killing herself two three times a Oh! she might get her _mention_ the Salon. The young Solons sitting in judgment on her thought on the she deserved it; two of her exhibits were not bad; but there was girl the Mademoiselle who had more interest in high places. However, Taranne would do what he could; he had made a favourite of the little Elise; and he could manage her she was in one of impracticable Then Alphonse the through catechism, and at end of it they both advised him not to trouble his head about George Sand. That was dead and and Balzac much He be great, Balzac, could be at the trouble of Lenain, who was literary, named to him with Flaubert's 'Madame and the brothers Goncourt. As for who was capable, however, of occasional excursions into and could quote Musset and Hugo, the _feuilletons_ in the 'Gaulois' or the 'Figaro' seemed, whole, to provide him as much fiction he He emphatically opinion that artist wants no books; a little poetry, perhaps, did no harm; literature in painting was the very devil. Then perceiving that they puzzled their man, would have proceeded to him the most approved style, Lenain and of Englishman's eye made success look Finally the wild fellow clapped on the back and Rats' would astonish him. 'Ah! here we are.' he spoke they turned a corner, and blaze of light burst upon them, coming from what seemed to be gap in face, a house whereof the two lower stories wall--and windowless, though
She was burning herself away wIth ambitioN and wOrk; tarAnNe
flAtteRed her a good deaL; It waS absolutely necessary, otHerwiSe
SHe woULd Be for Killing HErSELf tWo Or ThrEe TImEs a weEk. OH! she
migHt get her _meNtiOn_ At the Salon. ThE YoUng Solons sIttIng
in judgmenT on Her thoUgHt oN The whOle She deServed IT; two of Her
exhibiTs WEre not BAd; but thERE wAs anOther girl in the
_ateLIeR_, mademoiselle BrEal, who HaD MoRE IntEreSt in high
plAcEs. HowEVer, TaraNNe WOULd dO What he could; he Had always maDE
a fAvouriTe Of tHE littlE ElisE; aND onLy he could maNage Her when
shE was in ONe of her IMpractiCable fIts.

theN AlpHOnSe Put ThE engLIsHmaN ThrOugh a catEcHiSm, and At thE
END Of it TheY botH adviSed him not to trOubLe hiS HeaD abouT
GeorGe SaNd. that wAs all dEad anD dOne with, and BalzaC not Much
less. HE miGhT be GrEat, BaLZac, but Who CouLd be at tHe troubLE
of ReADINg Him nowadays? Lenain, wHo WAS lIterary, nAmed to HIm
WiTH enthusiAsM FlAubeRT'S 'MadaMe BoVArY' and the bRotherS
goNcOurt. As fOr alphonSe, Who Was CapabLE, howEver, of OccasionAl
excURsions into poetRY, and could quotE muSSEt ANd HuGo, tHe
_feuilletoNs_ in THe 'GaUloiS' Or The 'fIgaro' SeemeD, oN ThE
Whole, to provide him wiTh As much FictiOn as he desired. he was
emphaTICAlly of opInioN ThAT the artist wantS no boOks; a little
POetry, perHaps, dId no harm; But literaTURe in painTinG waS thE
veRY DeVil. Then perceiVINg thAt Between TheM they haD puZzlEd
tHeiR mAn, AlphonsE would haVe PrOcEeDed To 'craM' Him in the MoSt
aPpRovEd styLE, but thAt LenAin iNtErPOseD, and a ceRTaIN CoolInG
oF the engLiShman'S briGHt eYe made sUccess looK unPRomiSiNg.
finally The wild fellow ClApped David On The Back anD ASsured hiM
that 'Les Trois Rats' would aSTonish hIm. 'AH! here We arE.'

As he spokE thEy turnEd a COrner, aNd a blaZe of lIgHt bURSt upoN
THeM, coMiNg from what SEEmeD to be A gAp in The streEt face, a
house whereoF The Two lower storiEs wEre wALL--aNd wINdOWleSs,
THouGH
She was burning herself aw ay with am bitio n a ndwo rk;Tara nne
flatteredh er a  good deal; it was abs olute ly nece s sa ry, o therwis e 
s h e  wo ul dbefo r  k illin g h erselftwo or thr eeti mes a week.O h!  she
might  ge t her _menti on_  at th eSal o n. Th e y oungSolons sittin g
in judg me n t on h e r thoug h t  o n th e whole she deser v ed it; two of her 
exhib it s  w e r e n otbad; but t he re wa s  anothe r  g i r l  in the
_atelier_ , Mademoise l leBreal,  w hoh ad mor e int er e stin high
pla ces.  However,  Taran n e would do what  he co uld ; h e ha d  a lw ays  m a dea  f avo u rit e of the  l it tle E lise ; a n d on lyhe c ouldmanage her wh enshew asin on e ofherim pract icable  fits .
Then Alphonseputthe Engli shm an  th ro ugh a catech ism , a nd at t he
endo f i tt h e yboth advised him n ot t otroublehis he a dab o ut
Georg eSan d. T h a t was  all de ad and d one wi t h,  a nd Balz ac  not m uc h
l ess . Hem ight  be gr eat, Bal zac,b ut who could b e  at the troub l eo f  r e adin g h im nowadays ? Le n ain,  who wa s l i terar y, na me d  t o  him
with enthusias mFlaube rt's'Madame Bovar y' and the b r others
G onco u rt .  As for Alphon se, w ho was cap a ble, how ever,  of occa sional
ex c u rsions i nto  po etr y,a n dcould quote M u s setan d Hugo,  th e
_feui lle ton s_inth e 'Gauloi s' or th e'F ig ar o'seeme d , on the 
w hol e,  to  prov i de him  with  asmu ch fic tion as he d esir ed .He w asem phati call y  of  opinio n that th e a r tist  w an ts no b ooks; a littl epoetry, pe rh aps , didn o  harm; b ut literature in painti n g was t heverydevi l. Then p erc eiving  th a t betw een th em th ey  ha d puzzl e d 
t hei rman, Alpho n s e w ouldha ve p roceede d to 'cram' him in the  most
approve d s tyle , bu t t h at Len ai n  in t e rposed, and a c ertain coo li n gof the Eng l ish ma n's bri ght eye  made success  look unp romising. 
F inal l y  th e wild fel low clap ped David on th e  b ack a ndassure dhim 
that  'LesT roi s Rat s' wou ld  aston ish h im . 'Ah! h ere we are.'

As he spo ke the y tur ned  a corner , a n d a  blaze of  lig ht burst u pon 
th em, c omi n g fro m wh a tsee m ed to  bea  gap in t h estr e e tface, a
hou s e whe reofthe two lo werstories were wall - -and windowles s,
t h o ugh 
She was_burning herself_away with ambition and_work; Taranne
flattered_her_a good_deal;_it was absolutely_necessary, otherwise
she would_be for killing herself_two or three_times_a week. Oh! she
might get her _mention_ at the Salon. The young Solons sitting
in_judgment_on her_thought_on_the whole she deserved it;_two of her
exhibits were not_bad; but_there was another girl in the
_atelier_, Mademoiselle Breal,_who_had more interest_in high
places. However, Taranne would do what he could;_he had always made
a favourite of_the little Elise;_and_only_he could manage her_when
she was in one of her_impracticable fits.

Then Alphonse put the Englishman_through a catechism, and at the
end of_it they both advised him not_to trouble his head about
George_Sand. That_was all dead and done_with, and Balzac_not much
less._He might be_great, Balzac, but who could be_at the trouble
of_reading him nowadays? Lenain, who was_literary,_named to him
with_enthusiasm_Flaubert's_'Madame Bovary'_and the brothers
Goncourt._As_for Alphonse,_who_was capable, however, of occasional
excursions into_poetry,_and could quote Musset and Hugo, the
_feuilletons__in the 'Gaulois' or_the_'Figaro' seemed, on the
whole,_to provide him with as_much fiction as he desired. He_was
emphatically of_opinion that_the artist wants no books; a little
poetry, perhaps, did no harm;_but literature in painting was the
very_devil. Then perceiving that_between them_they_had puzzled
their man,_Alphonse_would have_proceeded to 'cram' him in the most
approved_style, but_that Lenain interposed, and a certain_cooling
of the Englishman's bright_eye_made success look unpromising.
Finally the wild_fellow clapped David on the back_and assured him
that 'Les Trois_Rats'_would_astonish him. 'Ah! here we_are.'

As he spoke they turned a_corner, and a_blaze of light burst upon
them, coming from_what_seemed to be a gap in_the_street face, a
house whereof the two_lower_stories_were wall--and windowless,
though