HOLDIN’ HANDS. Their florid freckled faces, similar noses and identical attires simply scream out the kids are siblings. You have to wonder if the lad on the right, who was older was going to say something wise when the maker made the newly sealed sixth plate or was his mouth misshapen because he held his breath? Look at his innocent brother, oblivious to everything. Those were long heavy woolen jackets the boys wore. The contrast is grand while the reflected depth is sensational. The blue dot, along with those specks and flecks are rather minor don’t you think? A leather case without a hinge contains the dag.