"In at 11, have lunch, fiddle around for another hour, then take off to play golf." Such, in the words of one of them, has traditionally been the workday of a London art gallery owner, reflecting a leisurely love of art and a commensurate distaste for commerce. Into this gentle world has come a pair of dealers whose hard work and hard sell have swiftly made their gallery, Marlborough Fine Art Ltd., the most formidable giant in the modern field. Almost without realizing it, half a dozen old-line houses have lost their best artists...
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