LAUGHING TORSO the one with the horse-trap and the black dog. I was thirty at that time and she must have been very much older. She asked me how old I was and I said, " Thirty." She said, " How funny, I am only three years older than you." I had never met anyone who lied quite to that extent before and was rather disturbed. I thought that conversation under those circumstances was going to be difficult, if not impossible. Evan Morgan came to see her with me one evening. She told us that we were both vulgar and common and it nearly ended in a battle. The day that they all went to Brancusi's they danced and sang and the Baroness, feeling tired, asked if she could go upstairs and lie down for a short time. She did, and then went home. When Brancusi went to bed he was horrified to find the Baroness's yellow wig. It was an embarrassing moment for him. The next day she wrote and explained that it belonged to her; she said that she did not, as a rule, wear it, and would he send it back at once. I worked at Modigliani's studio with the Pole and drew at the Academy. I felt rather a fool about my painting as all the Poles and, in fact, all the painters painted in very bright colours, and mine still looked like London fog. I was very happy and felt very well as I always did in Paris. The Pole liked me very much. He painted portraits and flowers. He was small and well-built and looked rather like Charlie Chaplin, whom he imitated very well as he wore a pair of very baggy corduroy trousers.