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PEN AND PENCIL SKETCHES
evening to our hotel in the Place Verte, where
there is a clumsy statue of the painter, I would
uncover my head, and bending low on one knee,
cry aloud, “Hommage a toi, Rubens, le plus
grand peintre du monde!” Despite my reveren-
tial manner, les braves Belges regarded me either
as un grand farceur or a harmless lunatic.
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