I indignantly deny that I or my wife ever presumed to see your Lordship's name as a means of recommendation to
sitters without your permission.
The market for "
sitters" was glutted that afternoon, however, and there was no place for Jurgis.
The accommodation, provided for passengers waiting at this Junction, was distinctly inadequate--a single wooden bench, apparently intended for three
sitters only: and even this was already partially occupied by a very old man, in a smock frock, who sat, with rounded shoulders and drooping head, and with hands clasped on the top of his stick so as to make a sort of pillow for that wrinkled face with its look of patient weariness.
Still, ugly as she was, I felt a pang of jealousy as I noticed the familiarly affectionate action by which the artist (with the permission of his
sitters, of course) had connected the two figures in a group.
The poet does not wait for the hero or the sage, but, as they act and think primarily, so he writes primarily what will and must be spoken, reckoning the others, though primaries also, yet, in respect to him, secondaries and servants; as
sitters or models in the studio of a painter, or as assistants who bring building materials to an architect.
But I have nobody to start me; no
sitter to give me a first chance; nothing in my pocket but three-and-sixpence; and nothing in my mind but a doubt whether I shall struggle on a little longer, or end it immediately in the Thames.
That was not her real name, but by that she was distinguished at Gravier's to emphasise the picture's beauty notwithstanding the somewhat revolting peculiarity of the
sitter's appearance.
"Harry," said Basil Hallward, looking him straight in the face, "every portrait that is painted with feeling is a portrait of the artist, not of the
sitter. The
sitter is merely the accident, the occasion.
Jemima Puddle-duck said that it was because of her nerves; but she had always been a bad
sitter.
He had no net, hook, or line, and he could not be a fisherman; his boat had no cushion for a
sitter, no paint, no inscription, no appliance beyond a rusty boathook and a coil of rope, and he could not be a waterman; his boat was too crazy and too small to take in cargo for delivery, and he could not be a lighterman or river-carrier; there was no clue to what he looked for, but he looked for something, with a most intent and searching gaze.
This brought them to the fireside, where the easy-chair was drawn cosily up, and the tea things stood ready to the
sitter's elbow, the very sugar in the cup.
Those two should pull a pair of oars, we settled, and I would steer; our charge would be
sitter, and keep quiet; as speed was not our object, we should make way enough.