Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I've seen you paint with no one there.
You show me.
There's some cloth in the storeroom.
But...
Tanneke showed you what needs to be done? The laundry and so on?
And when it's dry...
Open up, there's a lady coming in.
I wasn't talking about Van Ruijven.
You'll have heard about him and the maid that was painted before?
With your exquisite taste,
You had nothing better to do.
Good.
Have you ever notice how he never bothers with old women?
No smoke without fire, they say.
So soon?
Now you're it.
Lost everything.
Is that so?
I've come to the right place, then.
Here I am.
praise be to God, of little Franciscus,
She thought she was somebody.
She can't read! You know that?
not only are we gathered tonight
when young mistress don't want to.
Tell her to be quiet, then.
Stop it!
Show me this painting.
Your master is a fine painter, Griet.
Good, that's good!
Me and the brat deserve a proper feast.
They've lived next door for as long as I can remember.
Griet could come and serve me.
Long?
You can almost stroke the satin.
our butcher's son... the family's butcher.
Are you up there?