_Young Disc._ Nor yet mine--takes too much time making it _out_, y'know. _This_ ain't bad--"_Venetian Washerwomen_"--is that the way they get up linen over there? _Young Turn._ (_who has "done" Italy_) Pretty much. (_By way of excuse for them_.) They're very _al fresco_ out in those parts, y' know. Here's a Market-place in Italy, next to it. Yes, that's just like they are. They bring out all those old umbrellas and stalls and baskets twice a-week, and clear 'em all off again next day, so that you'd hardly know they'd _been_ there! _Young Disc._ (_intelligently_). I see. After Yarmouth style. _Young Turn._ Well, _something_ that way--only rather different _style_, y' know. BEFORE "THE HUGUENOT." _An Appreciative Lady_. Ah! yes, it is wonderfully painted! _Isn't_ it lovely the way that figured silk is done? You can hardly tell it isn't real, and the plush coat he's wearing; such an exquisite shade of violet, and the ivy-leaves, and the nasturtiums and the old red brick; yes, it's _very_ beautiful--and _yet_, do you know, (_meditatively_) I almost think it's prettier in the _engravings_! BEFORE THE BURNE-JONESES. _A Fiancé_. This is the "_Wheel of Fortune_," EMILY, you see. (_Reads._) "Sad, but inexorable, the fateful figure turns the wheel. The sceptred King, once uppermost, is now beneath his Slave ... while beneath the King is seen the laurelled head of the Poet." _His Fiancée_ (_who would be charming if she would not try--against Nature--to be funny_.) It's a kind of giddy-go-round then, I suppose; or is it BURNE-JONES's idea of a revolution--don't you see--_revolving_? _Fiancé_ (_who makes a practice--even already--of discouraging these sallies_.) It's only an allegorical way of representing that the Slave's turn has come to triumph. _Fiancée_. Well, I don't see that he has much to _triumph_ about--he's tied on like the rest of them, and it must be just as uncomfortable on the top of that wheel as the bottom. [_Her Fiancé recognises that allegory is thrown away upon her, and proposes to take her into the Hall and show her Gog and Magog._ _A Niece_ (_to an Impenetrable Relative--whom she plants, like a heavy piece of ordnance, in front of a particular canvas_). There, Aunt, what do you think of _that_ now? _The Aunt_ (_after solemnly staring at it with a conscientious effort to take it in._) Well, my dear, I must say it--it's very 'ighly varnished. [_She is taken home as hopeless._ * * * * * COURT CARDS.