Five O'Clock Tea: Farce. Howells William Dean

      Campbell: "It's hand-painted, too."

      Mrs. Somers, leaning back, and leaving him to the inspection of the fan: "You're a connoisseur, Mr. Campbell."

      Campbell: "Oh, I can tell hand-painting from machine-painting when I see it. 'Tisn't so good."

      Mrs. Somers: "Thank you."

      Campbell: "Not at all. Now, that fellow – cavalier, I suppose, in Spain – making love in that attitude, you can see at a glance that he's hand-painted. No machine-painted cavalier would do it in that way. And look at the lady's hand. Who ever saw a hand of that size before?"