. Russian portraits . chool, where , one of their most distinguishedsculptors, offered me of his best. It was likean empty kitchen looking into a bleak two students who followed us round werenot very sympathetic. No doubt they thoughtit presumptuous of me to come to Russia andexpect to model Lenin ! They certainly did notseem to think he would sit to me. Kameneffhad warned me that most of the artists I shouldmeet would not be Bolsheviks, so that probablythe students I met were not, but thought thatI was. One of them, a girl and more friendlythan the rest, said to me i
. Russian portraits . chool, where , one of their most distinguishedsculptors, offered me of his best. It was likean empty kitchen looking into a bleak two students who followed us round werenot very sympathetic. No doubt they thoughtit presumptuous of me to come to Russia andexpect to model Lenin ! They certainly did notseem to think he would sit to me. Kameneffhad warned me that most of the artists I shouldmeet would not be Bolsheviks, so that probablythe students I met were not, but thought thatI was. One of them, a girl and more friendlythan the rest, said to me in French : If youare a friend of those in power I suppose youwill get some food; we are expected to workhere all day from 9 in the morning till 6at night without any. I asked why she didnot bring her food with her, and received somejumbled explanation about rations and distribu-tion and State Control and no shops, which wasso bewildering that I avoided further was obvious that I did not understand the 76. BROXZE EAGLE AT THE MUS£E ALEXANDRE III. p. 63. RUSSIAN PORTRAITS condition of things, and that I looked ratherstupid in consequence. Another one said to me: Madame, we are waiting for deliverance. Fortwo years we have waited. We do not know howit is to come, but we just hope that some morningwe may wake up to find the nightmare said feebly that there had been six years ofwar, and a blockade, but I felt it was no businesof mine to put up a defence for their came home thoroughly depressed and dis-heartened, having accomplished nothing. At I was sitting in the gilded drawing-roomwith Mr. Vanderlip when the telephone rang: itwas Kameneff. He announced that he had aroom for me at the Kremlin and that I mustwork there because all the people I had to modelwere there, and that it was the only way to getthem as they were very busy. He promised tosend someone for me in the morning to take methere. He asked if I were lonely, resentful, orbored, and
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