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They moved through the hall without even stopping to notice that there were only five doors, but rushed straight in through another, into a very small room where a dwarf was painting at an easel. He put his brush down as they came in and wiped his hands. His thick black beard and bushy eyebrows, his hair which stuck out in all directions, all made him look crazy.
“Good day! Good day! What brings you to Bragtric's Studio? Of course, I know!” He smiled slyly. “After all, my reputation is worldwide. I'll bet you've travelled a long way to see me, am I right? Yes, of course, I am! This portrait is my latest masterpiece. What a portrait! Come a little closer, look! Admire the superfine technique. Magnificent, don’t you think? Nobody in the universe can match my command of colour and perfec
