Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Indeed I shall, sir. - Good day, Mr Mallard.
Refund of balance on departure' That suit you, madam?
...it's reflections of objects appear more possible.
I was vexed to learn you been entertaining concerns, old Dadda.
The planets and the stars,
As in camera obscura?
Now, let us allow nature to take its course.
♪ Here the rose that decks thy door
To the British nation, sir.
Oh.
...with a modicum of regret
Sadly... I cannot give him my support.
wind.
Indeed.
Do you take landscapes with your contraption?
and I am greatly honoured to make your acquaintance.
My wealth derives from tricking knaves
Open wide.
We should be glad of your company.
expose your breasts,
Now, that I do remember, Mr Mallard. And will you take a biscuit?
...by its own dullness,
Does Mrs Haydon find herself faring well?
Breathe out
She was a lunatic.
Haydon, I am hard... hard set
Oh, my! What have we here?
He's heading for a fall.
Well...
Indeed, sir, by which I am much humbled.
- And how are you faring? - Very well, thank you.
One repels the immediate ray.
Well, no, I cannot.
Oh, do stop that prattling laughter, Mr Carew!
We all miss you in Margate.
Merely a gentle holding brace, sir.
In addition to the five?
A dirty, yellow mess.
Oh, there. You come here on your holidays, then?
You shall have to forgive the whip-crack of my knees.
Oh! Sticky.
Shortly you shall witness a rainbow passing through it.
- Pisa. - Oh, Pisa!
I myself am presently engaged in the tutoring of my children.
...'tis not the same.
Hey, Daddy!
You will have what I choose to give you, sir.
Right arm as thus.
Paper.
And yet we do enjoy fine gooseberries in Scotland,
Your order came.
Master of Chancery.
Oh, my! These are breathtaking, are they not?
Turner, I am offering you a price you will never see again.
Oh... Mr Mallard.
- And you, sir? - Beg your pardon?
Well, Mr Mallard is suffering from bronchitis.
to your companion pieces that grace our drawing room.
- Champagne? - No, no.
...brightness and...
Imbecile.
Oh!
No, no. Got to gel on now. Got to get on now.
To which do you find yourself the more partial,
By the half-blushing mark on each hill
At least my work does not represent self-portrait as ass.
Unbelievable.
Why, certainly, sir.
The suffering she must have seen.
Can never be loo salty for me, madam.
Well, I do hope you'll be most comfortable here, Mr Mallard.
- Years ago. - Who do you speak of, Daddy?
Haydon.
October ain't quite come round the corner yet, has it?
Oh, there.
Then the heathens cudgelled him to death and deposited him in a sewer.
I have a painting presently with the King at Windsor.
I'm astounded you have all your paraphernalia
100,000 pounds.
to witness so glorious a crepuscular time of day?
Forgive me, sir, but I beg to differ.
We had a ploughing competition last spring
Oh, there.
Who has made these assurances?
- Playful as you wish. - Thank you.
- 'Tis done? - It is finished, sir.
Crook your knee.
I am struck by the column of bright white,
- The camera? - Yes, sir.
Gentlemen, might I request that you close the shutters, please?
Poor creature.
- How so? - They are bequeathed,
Oh... I do know'ee.
I may swim.
Sports an elegant nostril, does he not, Sir John?
Your own dear daughter's funeral.
That is correct, sir.
- But still, the man can paint. - For sure, he can paint a Haydon.
Was it a pleasant trip?
this month a guest of quality, rank and fashion.
Thank you, Mr Turner.
So bad! Look at your messings.
I found you a small bowl, sir. I hope this do suit your requirements.
I shall cogitate upon it
- Five pound' - 'Tis my reference and deposit.
Flanders, still as flat as a witch's tit.
Oh, Mr Turner, I am quite overwhelmed.