On the Train--Madame Has Rung the Bell...

Sketches in Ink

Robert Macaire, Beggar

"Good heavens, they're eating all my cabbages...I bought rabbits to get two thousand pounds profit and they are living like they have a three thousand pound income!"

Mr. Albert? He's a gentleman from the Botanical Gardens . . .

Oh Victor, my idol...a poetic idea has come to me..."

A Bit of a Line at the Gate of the Palace...

"She pleases me very much, that little lady...even if she does look like my wife!"

Thank you, sir, I don't dance . . .

Une Consultation Scientifique

Auvergne Horses

The Birth of Annette

Seven O'Clock