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"'Well,' he said, slowly, 'I believe you're right'"
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N.C. Wyeth
(American, 1882 - 1945)
"'Well,' he said, slowly, 'I believe you're right'"
Oil on canvas
1903
dimensions unavailable
SUPP2000.2397
known by reproduction only
Not on view
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"Four different sizes o' shoes," said Peter Smith. "Right," agreed Kilmair; "four hombres and one senorita. I don't think we'll be welcomed."
N.C. Wyeth
1919
"All right," he said harshly. "You understand that you are a prisoner here now, don't you?"
N.C. Wyeth
1925
It was not signed. I read it slowly, because I was not very good at reading, and turned my eyes west-where my mother had gone
N.C. Wyeth
1921
"'You're pretty swift, aren't you?' she said cuttingly"
N.C. Wyeth
1908
With Eve in London
"Well," she said, as if this was the first moment of their meeting, "how have you been, sir?"
N.C. Wyeth
1928
Slowly and thoughtfully, absolutely without bravado, Drift shuffled the cards. "Keep ca'm Dawse," he advised. "Set down, why don't you?"
N.C. Wyeth
1914
Far Off a Voice Said, "All Right, Slim, Hop Him!" Then There Were Dim Cries of "Sock It to Him! . . ."
N.C. Wyeth
1925
Sally Merrillee and Johnny
"I'm glad you think I'm not scared," he said. "I haven't talked like this to anybody else"
N.C. Wyeth
1928
"I know what you're thinking of, old General," says Lefty. "Your dream it was to go--when it come your time to go--"
N.C. Wyeth
1919
Captain Tennant
Sturdy, composed, unhurried, he stood on the top step in the full uniform of an officer of the line. Behind him Hoddin, uniformed as well, locked the door.
N.C. Wyeth
1928
Following the trail itself, Whispering Smith rode slowly.
N.C. Wyeth
1906
Treloar slowly descended, shouting aloud to himself.
N.C. Wyeth
1907
