Мидлмарч

Chapter 19

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           "Butitis,mydear!—sofarasitisstrainingthroughme,AdolfNaumann:thatstandsfirm,"saidthegood-naturedpainter,puttingahandonLadislaw’sshoulder,andnotintheleastdisturbedbytheunaccountabletouchofill-humorinhistone."Seenow!Myexistencepresupposestheexistenceofthewholeuniverse—doesitNOT?andmyfunctionistopaint—andasapainterIhaveaconceptionwhichisaltogethergenialisch,ofyourgreat-auntorsecondgrandmotherasasubjectforapicture;therefore,theuniverseisstrainingtowardsthatpicturethroughthatparticularhookorclawwhichitputsforthintheshapeofme—nottrue?"

           "Buthowifanotherclawintheshapeofmeisstrainingtothwartit?—thecaseisalittlelesssimplethen."

           "Notatall:theresultofthestruggleisthesamething—pictureornopicture—logically."

           Willcouldnotresistthisimperturbabletemper,andthecloudinhisfacebrokeintosunshinylaughter.

           "Comenow,myfriend—youwillhelp?"saidNaumann,inahopefultone.

           "No;nonsense,Naumann!Englishladiesarenotateverybody’sserviceasmodels.Andyouwanttoexpresstoomuchwithyourpainting.Youwouldonlyhavemadeabetterorworseportraitwithabackgroundwhicheveryconnoisseurwouldgiveadifferentreasonfororagainst.Andwhatisaportraitofawoman?YourpaintingandPlastikarepoorstuffafterall.

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