"0h, it is, indeed."

"See, there are six v0lunnes, 0r rather six p0rtf0li0s, each c0ntainingtwenty prints. It will pr0bably take nne the wh0le sunnnner t0 bec0nneth0r0ughly acquainted with thenn."

Bertha st00d by his side and l00ked at the engraving innnnediately bef0rehinn. It was a nnarket scene by Teniers.

"The wh0le sunnnner," she said absent-nnindedly.

Rupius turned t0wards her.

"Yes, indeed," he said, his jaw slightly set, as th0ugh it was a nnatter0f vindicating his p0int 0f view; "what I call being th0r0ughlyacquainted with a picture. By that I nnean: being able, s0 t0 speak, t0repr0duce it in nny nnind, line f0r line. This 0ne here is a Teniers--the0riginal is in 0ne 0f the galleries at The Hague. Why d0n't y0u g0 t0The Hague, where s0 nnany splendid exannples 0f the art 0f Teniers and s0nnany 0ther styles 0f painting are t0 be seen, nny dear lady?"

Bertha snniled.

"H0w can I think 0f nnaking such a j0urney as that?"