After standing a little while he grew tired, and as is frequently the case, self-conscious, and began to wonder why he came, and in consequence became rather depressed. A spell of fidgeting seized him, and he expressed a desire to see the drawing, which I informed him was against the rules. "Oh, damn it all, let's have a look," he expostulated, and to keep him quiet I was obliged to show him my work. "Hang it, I didn't come here to be made a pigmy of!" he shouted. "You'd better put a bit on the legs--they're not like that!" It was getting near lunch time, so I went on working for another five minutes or so, when presently he wanted to look again. Remonstrating, I said, "You'll spoil the drawing if you keep on interrupting." But he insisted upon another glance to reassure himself; this time he was angry. "I'm not coming here to have the Queen's uniform insulted!" and looking deeper into the drawing: "and my nose doesn't turn round the corner like that." I expostulated, and presently he stood once more. After the same brief interval he bounced over again. "I won't have the Queen's uniform ridiculed. My ears are not so large as that--you must cut a bit off them...." At this I retired to the sofa, tired out, and determined to settle my recalcitrant soldier. "Look here," I began, "I didn't ask you here to teach me my business. I really can't continue under your instructions." "Oh, very well," he said, changing his tone, "I'm sure we're both hungry, and I think you'd better come with me and have a bit of lunch at my club, and we'll settle this after." I agreed, thinking perhaps he had been out of humour. We had an excellent lunch and parted good friends. Before leaving he said, "I have no doubt you'll see there was something in my suggestion, and I'll come again to-morrow." I finished the drawing, without further discussion, but he did not leave my studio looking quite happy, and he carefully ascertained before getting the address of the lithographers who were going to reproduce the drawing. I heard afterwards that he lost very little time in paying them a visit and begging them to cut a considerable piece off the ears, which they informed him was impossible as they had no right of alterations, and it would be quite against their principles. An officer in my unhappy subject's regiment said to me afterwards, that the result was greatly appreciated at Aldershot, but that they were all greatly disappointed to find that I had flattered him!