_Third Aunt_. Scolding the Elements! _Who's_ scolding them, ROBERT? _Robert_ (_in her ear_). "_Oskold and the Ellé_-maids!" it's a _Scandinavian_ legend, Aunt TABITHA, _Aunt Tabitha_ (_severely_). Then it's a pity they can't find better subjects to paint, in _my_ opinion! (_They move on to_ Mr. PETTIE's "_Musician_.") Dear me, that young man looks dreadfully poorly, to be sure! _Robert_ (_loudly_). He's not _poorly_, Aunt; he's a _Musician_--he's supposed to be (_quoting from Catalogue_) "thinking out a composition, imagining an orchestral effect, with the occasional help of an organ." _First Aunt_. I see the organ plain enough--but where's the orchestral effect? _Robert_. Well, you _wouldn't_ see that, you know, he only _imagines_ it. _Second Aunt_. Oh, yes, I _see_. Subject to _delusions_, poor man! I _thought_ he looked as if he wanted someone to look after him. _First Loyal Old Lady_ (_reading from Catalogue_). "No. 35. 'Lent by Her Majesty the QUEEN.'" _Second Ditto, Ditto_. Lent by HER MAJESTY, my dear! Oh, I don't want to miss _that_--which is it--where? [_She prepares herself to regard it with a special and reverent interest._ AMONG THE PRE-RAPHAELITE PAINTERS. _Matter-of-Fact Person_ (_to her Irrelevant Friend_). Here's a Millais, you see. _Ophelia_ drowning herself. _The Irrelevant Friend_ (_who doesn't approve of suicide_). Yes, dear, very peculiar--but I don't quite _like_ it, I must say. Do you remember whether I told SARAH to put out the fiddle-pattern forks and the best cruetstand before I came away? Dear Mr. HOMERTON is coming in to supper to-night, and I want everything to be _nice_ for him. _The Good Young Man_. There's _Ophelia again_, you see. (_Searches for an appropriate remark._) She--ah--evidently understood the art of natation. _First Aunt_. She looks almost too _comfortable_ in the water, _I_ think. Her mouth's open, as if she was singing. _Second Aunt_ (_extenuatingly_). Yes--but those wild roses are very naturally done--and so are her teeth. _A Discriminating Person_. I like it all but the _figure_. _A Well-informed Person_. There's the "_Dream of Dante_," d'ye see? No mistaking the figure of DANTE. Here he is, down below, _having_ his dream--that's the dream in that cloud--and up above you get the dream done life-size--queer sort of idea, isn't it? _A Ponderous Person_ (_finding himself in front of "The Vale of Rest"_). Ha!--what are those two Nuns up to? _His Companion_. Digging their own graves, I think. _The Pond. P._ (_with a supreme mental effort_). Oh, _Cremation_, eh? [_Goes out, conceiving that he has sacrificed at the shrine of Art sufficiently for one afternoon._ _Young Discount_ (_to Young TURNOVER--before "Claudio and Isabella"_). Something out of SHAKSPEARE here, you see. _Young Turnover_. Yairss. (_Giving Claudio a perfunctory attention_.) Wants his hair raking, don't he? Not much in _my_ line, this sort of subject.