all, the ability to recognize the worth of something when he sees it. To do this, he must be at least as

knowledgeable as the dealer. Like a scientist bent on making a discovery, he must cherish the hope that

one day he will be amply rewarded.

My old friend, Frank Halliday, is just such a person. He has often described to me how he picked up

a masterpiece for a mere ￡50. One Saturday morning, Frank visited an antique shop in my neighbourhood.

As he had never been there before, he found a great deal to interest him. The morning passed rapidly and

Frank was about to leave when he noticed a large packing case lying on the floor. The dealer told him