An artist went to the countryside for a holiday, and stayed 1 a farmer. Every day he went out and painted 2 morning to evening, and then when it 3 dark, he went back to the farm and had a good dinner 4 he went to bed. He wanted to pay the farmer 5 the end of his holiday, but the farmer said, "No, I don't want money-but give me one of your pictures. What is money? In a week it will all be 6 , but your painting will still be here." The artist was very 7 and thanked the farmer for 8 such kind things about his paintings. The farmer smiled and answered." lt is not that. I have a son in London. He wants to become an artist. When he 9 here next month, I will show him your picture, and then he will not want to be an artist 10 more, I think."