Pierre Auguste Renoir Dance in the Country

Pierre Auguste Renoir Dance in the CountryPierre Auguste Renoir Dance in the CityJoaquin Sorolla y Bastida Beaching the Boat (study)Joseph Mallord William Turner Mortlake Terrace
Brutha had a good view of the man's face. The change in his expression was like watching a grease slick cross a pond. Then the stableman turned as though his feet were nailed to a turntable.
"My Lord Vorbis"I-I do not know how to ride, my lord," said Brutha.
"Any man can get on a mule," said Vorbis. "Often many times in a short distance. And now, it would appear, we are all here?"
He raised an eyebrow at the sergeant of the guard, who saluted.," he oiled."And now he will require a steed," said Vorbis.The stableman's face was yellow with dread."My pleasure. The very best the sta-”"My friend Brutha is a humble man before Om," said Vorbis. "He will ask for no more than a mule, I have no doubt. Brutha?"We are awaiting General Fri'it, lord," he said.
"Ah. Sergeant Simony, isn't it?"
Vorbis had a terrible memory for names. He knew every one. The sergeant paled a little, and then saluted crisply.
"Yes! Sir!"
"We will proceed without General Fri'it," said Vorbis.