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Honoré Daumier's hand-colored lithograph — the dominant satirical medium of July Monarchy Paris — stages a comic confrontation at a half-open door. A hunched, wide-eyed man in a disheveled green coat peers hopefully at a young woman in a plum dress who clutches the doorframe with studied wariness. Both figures carry the exaggerated physiognomy Daumier deployed across his *Croquis d'expressions* series: rubbery faces, elongated noses, bodies torqued for maximum comic effect. The target is bourgeois courtship ritual, specifically the nervous suitor caught in social limbo. Daumier sits squarely in the tradition running from Gillray's grotesque political prints and Rowlandson's social comedies through the French *actualités* to the sequential panel humor that would seed the comic strip — popular, cheap, reproducible, and sharply observational about everyday class anxieties.