"When Mr. Burnand became editor," continued Mr. Furniss, "I was working on the _Illustrated London News_. He saw one of the sketches and asked me to call--the result was that I have worked for them ever since. I started at very small things; my first was a small drawing of Temple Bar. Then, when Parliament opened, Mr. H. W. Lucy commenced _Toby_--by-the-bye, Lucy and I both joined the _Punch_ table, the weekly dinner, together--and I worked with him. I have special permission at the House; as a matter of fact, I have the sanction of the Lord Great Chamberlain to sketch anywhere in the precincts of Westminster. My right there is an individual one." "But supposing, Mr. Furniss," I said, "they put a stop to you and your pencil entering?" "I'd go into Parliament!" came the ready reply. And, indeed, he has been approached on this subject by constituencies two or three times. We spoke of some of the eminent statesmen and others Mr. Furniss has caricatured. Mr. John Morley is the most difficult. He is not what an artist would call a black and white man. You must suggest the familiar red tie in your picture and then you have "caught" him. [Illustration: THE FURNISS FAMILY. _From a Photo. by Elliott & Fry._] "I have seen Mr. Morley look a boy, a young man, and an old man--and all in an hour," said Mr. Furniss. "Mr. Asquith is difficult, too. But I don't think I have ever missed him, as there's a Penley look about his face and a decided low comedian's mouth that help you immensely. Sir Richard Temple is the easiest. Many members have some characteristic action which assists you materially. For instance, Mr. Joseph Arch always wipes his hands down his coat before shaking hands with you, whilst Mr. Goschen delights to play with his eye-glass when speaking. Lord Randolph Churchill likes to indulge in a little acrobatic exercise and balance himself on one foot, whilst Mr. Balfour hangs on persistently to the lapel of his coat when talking. All these little things help to 'mark' the man for the caricaturist. I invented Gladstone's collar and made Churchill small. Not because he is small, but because I think it is the caricaturist's art not so much to give an absolutely correct likeness, but rather to convey the character and value of the man through the lines you draw. Gladstone! A wonderful man for the caricaturist, and one of the finest. I have sat and watched the rose in his coat droop and fade, his hair become dishevelled with excitement, and his tie get round to the back of his neck." "And what do the wives of our estimable M.P.'s think of all this?" I hinted.