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Hope, gave him 100 for it. He used to take 

 me and "Iris" alternately, one before lunch and 

 the other after. "Iris" got so used to it, that he 

 walked up to his own place in the studio and stood 

 on the mat. 



I used to have lunch with Lady Grant. One 

 night I dined with them, and sat next Little Gilmour. 

 I saw Sir Francis v/atching me, and he said, " I have 

 it". Next day when I went to the studio, he had 

 painted in my face. 



One day Sir Edwin Landseer came in. He 

 shaded his eyes with his hands and said, " A fine 

 broad piece of painting, Grant ; I should continue 

 that road up to the sky line". "Do it yourself," 

 said Grant. Sir Edwin took a dab of paint on his 

 finger and finished the road. He also said, " I should 

 put some more light behind the horse," and took up 

 a piece of white chalk and made crosses. Sir Francis 

 had painted my hand, holding my cap, very carefully. 

 One day his son, Colonel Grant, came in, and said, 

 " Who ever saw a gentleman out hunting without 

 gloves?" and he painted a dogskin glove on it. 

 When he was painting the reins on " Iris' " bridle, I 

 said, " That rein is twisted ". He said, " I am d d 

 if I am going to alter it to please you ". Next time 

 I saw it it was altered. 



When I and the horse were finished he had the 

 hounds up in London, and kept them in a loose-box. 

 I used to walk them out in Regent's Park, much to 

 the astonishment of the nursery-maids. When old 

 " Rally wood" was led in, and saw the picture at the 



