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Chapter 16. Nobody’s Weakness

           OfthesepictorialacquisitionsMrMeaglesspokeintheusualmanner.Hewasnojudge,hesaid,exceptofwhatpleasedhimself;hehadpickedthemup,dirt-cheap,andpeoplehadconsideredthemratherfine.Oneman,whoatanyrateoughttoknowsomethingofthesubject,haddeclaredthat‘Sage,Reading’(aspeciallyoilyoldgentlemaninablanket,withaswan’s-downtippetforabeard,andawebofcracksalloverhimlikerichpie-crust),tobeafineGuercino.AsforSebastiandelPiombothere,youwouldjudgeforyourself;ifitwerenothislatermanner,thequestionwas,Whowasit?Titian,thatmightormightnotbe—perhapshehadonlytouchedit.DanielDoycesaidperhapshehadn’ttouchedit,butMrMeaglesratherdeclinedtooverheartheremark.

           Whenhehadshownallhisspoils,MrMeaglestookthemintohisownsnugroomoverlookingthelawn,whichwasfittedupinpartlikeadressing-roomandinpartlikeanoffice,andinwhich,uponakindofcounter-desk,wereapairofbrassscalesforweighinggold,andascoopforshovellingoutmoney.

           ‘Heretheyare,yousee,’saidMrMeagles.‘Istoodbehindthesetwoarticlesfive-and-thirtyyearsrunning,whenInomorethoughtofgaddingaboutthanInowthinkof—stayingathome.WhenIlefttheBankforgood,Iaskedforthem,andbroughtthemawaywithme.Imentionitatonce,oryoumightsupposethatIsitinmycounting-house(asPetsaysIdo),likethekinginthepoemofthefour-and-twentyblackbirds,countingoutmymoney.

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