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How Mr Ralph Nickleby provided for his Niece and
On the second morning after the departure of Nicholas for
Yorkshire, Kate Nickleby sat in a very faded chair raised
upon a very dusty throne in Miss La Creevy’s room, giving
that lady a sitting for the portrait upon which she was engaged;
and towards the full perfection of which, Miss La Creevy had had
the street-door case brought upstairs, in order that she might be
the better able to infuse into the counterfeit countenance of Miss
Nickleby, a bright salmon flesh-tint which she had originally hit
upon while executing the miniature of a young officer therein
contained, and which bright salmon flesh-tint was considered, by
Miss La Creevy’s chief friends and patrons, to be quite a novelty in
art: as indeed it was.
‘I think I have caught it now,’ said Miss La Creevy. ‘The very
shade! This will be the sweetest portrait I have ever done,
‘It will be your genius that makes it so, then, I am sure,’ replied
‘No, no, I won’t allow that, my dear,’ rejoined Miss La Creevy.
‘It’s a very nice subject--a very nice subject, indeed--though, of
course, something depends upon the mode of treatment.’
‘And not a little,’ observed Kate.
‘Why, my dear, you are right there,’ said Miss La Creevy, ‘in the
main you are right there; though I don’t allow that it is of such