Eleven o'clock in the morning. Mr. Coquelet, wishing to offer a bouquet of violets to Miss Palissandre begrudges this extravagance and decides to calm his conscience by washing his handkerchief with his own hands.

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Image Not Available for Eleven o'clock in the morning. Mr. Coquelet, wishing to offer a bouquet of violets to Miss Palissandre begrudges this extravagance and decides to calm his conscience by washing his handkerchief with his own hands.
Eleven o'clock in the morning. Mr. Coquelet, wishing to offer a bouquet of violets to Miss Palissandre begrudges this extravagance and decides to calm his conscience by washing his handkerchief with his own hands.
Image Not Available for Eleven o'clock in the morning. Mr. Coquelet, wishing to offer a bouquet of violets to Miss Palissandre begrudges this extravagance and decides to calm his conscience by washing his handkerchief with his own hands.

Eleven o'clock in the morning. Mr. Coquelet, wishing to offer a bouquet of violets to Miss Palissandre begrudges this extravagance and decides to calm his conscience by washing his handkerchief with his own hands.

PortfolioPlate 5 from the series "La journée du celibataire"
Date1839
MediumCrayon lithograph
DimensionsSheet: 338 × 250 mm. (13 5/16 × 9 13/16 in.)
Image: 254 × 204 mm. (10 × 8 1/16 in.)
Credit LineGiven in Memory of Joseph Katz by his Children
Object number1963.109.46
NOT ON VIEW
Last Updated1/11/24
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