The first begins, if I may so
express myself, _tendinous,_ from the glenoid cavity of the scapula--"
"That man is a pedantic jackass," whispered Mr. Hemlock to his friend.
"And yet he hasn't a bad head for a bust!" rejoined Mr. Bullivant.
"Pray, Mr. Blyth," pleaded the polite and ever-admiring Mr.
Gimble--"pray let me beg you, in the name of the company to proceed
with your most interesting and suggestive explanations and views on
art!"
"Indeed, Mr. Gimble," said Valentine, a little crest-fallen under the
anatomical castigation inflicted on him by the Doctor, "I am very much
delighted and gratified by your approval; but I have nothing more to
read. I thought that point about Columbus a good point to leave off
with, and considered that I might safely allow the rest of the picture
to explain itself to the intelligent spectator."
Hearing this, some of the spectators, evidently distrusting their own
intelligence, rose to take leave--new visitors making their appearance,
however, to fill the vacant chairs and receive Mr. Blyth's hearty
welcome. Meanwhile, through all the bustle of departing and arriving
friends, and through all the fast-strengthening hum of general talk,
the voice of the unyielding doctor still murmured solemnly of "capsular
ligaments," "adjacent tendons," and "corracoid processes" to Lady
Brambledown, who listened to him with satirical curiosity, as a species
of polite medical buffoon whom it rather amused her to become
acquainted with.
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