Certainly I will. I will write you to-morrow. I am anxious to have your opinion. HENRICH SCHERCL. Who is the friend in whose studio you vork? REMBRANDT TEMPENNY. Eh? In Mr. Sylvester's--Charles Sylvester. You should hear him talk about it. By Jove, he does think a lot of it. I blush to repeat what he says. He considers it magnificent. (_Enter_ SYLVESTER.) CHARLES SYLVESTER. Afternoon, Rembrandt. Ah, Mr. Schercl, how-d'ye do. REMBRANDT TEMPENNY. Sylvester himself--the devil. (_Aloud_.) Dear old man, we were talking of you! I was just telling Mr. Schercl what you are kind enough to say of "Susannah." (_Kicks him aside_.) HENRICH SCHERCL. You think it goot, Mr. Sylvester, yes? REMBRANDT TEMPENNY. He thinks it superb, so far as it has gone. (_Kicks him again_.) CHARLES SYLVESTER. What's that? Who is "Susannah?" REMBRANDT TEMPENNY. "Who is Susannah!" (_With a sickly laugh_.) What a chap to chaff you are. "Who is Susannah?" Ha, ha, ha. HENRICH SCHERCL. But in pusiness I do not like the chokes. Let us be serious if you please. What is your opinion, Mr. Sylvester, of the vork? REMBRANDT TEMPENNY (_desperately_). Yes, I quite agree with you, Mr. Schercl, I quite agree--there is a time for all things. Tell Mr. Schercl what you think of it, Charlie, do. (_Kicks him savagely_.) CHARLES SYLVESTER (_aside to_ TEMPENNY). You'll break my ankle directly, hang you. What do you want? REMBRANDT TEMPENNY (_aside to_ SYLVESTER). Intelligence. I'll break your neck in another minute, you born fool! (_Aloud suavely_.) Mr. Schercl is naturally anxious to hear how the picture he had given me a commission for is getting along. I was telling him how much you think of it but he would like to hear your views from your own mouth. CHARLES SYLVESTER. Oh--oh!--now I know what you're talking about! Well, I have a very high opinion of the work indeed, Mr. Schercl--a very high opinion. (_Aside to_ TEMPENNY.) What's the subject? REMBRANDT TEMPENNY (_aside to_ SYLVESTER). "Susannah before the Elders"--pitch it strong. CHARLES SYLVESTER. The conception of Susannah, and in fact the entire treatment if I may say so, is bold in the extreme. He makes a school, our friend here. You will be surprised when you see the work, and impressed. HENRICH SCHERCL. Vell, we will make the abbointment soon, Mr. Tempenny. I am sorry I could not see it to-day. So I shall be imbressed? That is goot. Gootday, gentlemen. We will make the abbointment very soon. (_Exit_ SCHERCL.) REMBRANDT TEMPENNY. (_Calling after him from open door_.) Mind the bottom step, it's awkward. Got it? HENRICH SCHERCL (_off_). It is so dark your staircase. REMBRANDT TEMPENNY. Yes, it is dark, isn't it? Good afternoon. (_Closes door.)(To_ SYLVESTER.) Phew! You couldn't have arrived at a worse time. CHARLES SYLVESTER. Thanks. REMBRANDT TEMPENNY. I don't mean to be inhospitable, but the ice was thin. CHARLES SYLVESTER. Have you done anything to "Susannah?" REMBRANDT TEMPENNY.