The things we do!

He looks like a field-marshal--don't
he? You should have seen him bowing to Mrs. Gandish and the Miss
Gandishes, dressed all in their best, round the cake-tray! He takes his
glass of wine, and sweeps them all round with a bow. 'I hope, young
ladies,' says he, 'you don't often go to the students' room. I'm afraid
the young gentlemen would leave off looking at the statues if you came
in.' And so they would: for you never saw such guys; but the dear old boy
fancies every woman is a beauty.
"'Mr. Smee, you are looking at my picture of 'Boadishia?'' says Gandish.
Wouldn't he have caught it for his quantities at Grey Friars, that's all.
"'Yes--ah--yes,' says Mr. Smee, putting his hand over his eyes, and
standing before it, looking steady, you know, as if he was going to see
whereabouts he should hit Boadishia.
"'It was painted when you were a young man, four years before you were an
associate, Smee. Had some success in its time, and there's good pints
about that picture,' Gandish goes on.


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