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At present I must rest. The artist needs repose sometimes.
I will sun myself in the smiles of our dear lady here, and my pupil and
assistant, Quast, can look after my cats. Meanwhile the brain of the
artist," he tapped his brow, "needs to lie fallow so that he can invent
fresh and daring combinations. Do such things interest you, messieurs?"
"Vastly," said I.
He pulled out of his breast pocket an enormous gilt-bound pocket-book,
bearing a gilt monogram of such size that it looked like a cartouche
on an architectural panel, and selected therefrom three cards which he
gravely distributed among us. They bore the legend:

PROFESSOR ANASTASIUS PAPADOPOULOS
GOLD AND SILVER MEDALLIST
THE CAT KING
LE ROI DES CHATS
DER KATZEN KONIG
London Agents: MESSRS. CONTO & BLAG,
172 Maiden Lane, W.C.

"There," said he, "I am always to be found, should you ever require my
services. I have a masterpiece in my head. I come on to the scene like
Bacchus drawn by my two cats. How are the cats to draw my heavy weight?
I'll have a noiseless clockwork arrangement that will really propel the
car.


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