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It's all up with sculpture now, you know." "Why! I thought you were doing excellently. That medal " "Yes. In reputation. But it was just now that I wanted money for a big job, and and well, I couldn't have it. So there you are. Seven years wasted. But, of course, it was better to cut the loss. I never pretend that things aren't what they are. Mind you, I'm not blaming you, uncle.
This is an electrical age, and men in my old profession aren't content to turn out one chef-d'oeuvre in a lifetime. They take orders by the gross. I waited upon inspiration. To-day the sculptor waits upon custom, and an artist will make a bust of anybody in any material desired as long as he is sure of getting his pay afterwards.
There was someone there, however, as was made plain a moment later, when the door was thrown suddenly open, revealing the grinning face of Sully, the owner of the show. "Morning," greeted Phil. "I thought maybe breakfast was being served in the dining car, and I didn't want to miss it." "You're a cheerful idiot, aren't you?" "So I have been told. But about that breakfast?
She nodded. "Plutocratic ladies?" "Yes." "Oriental type?" "Oh! Like a burst hareem!... Bragging of possessions.... They feel you. They feel your clothes, George, to see if they are good!" I soothed her as well as I could. "They ARE Good aren't they?" I said.
And to succeed where Anderson and Fullam failed Jove! Billy, a chance like that doesn't come to a fellow twice in a lifetime!" Bertram was out of his chair, again, tramping up and down the little room. Billy tossed her work aside and sprang to her feet. Her eyes, too, were alight, now. "But you aren't going to fail, dear," she cried, holding out both her hands. "You're going to succeed!"
"He'll have to be, by George, if he wants to get out of town with his monoplane before the Germans walk in. The Belgians are the heroes of Europe, but there aren't enough of 'em to hold out forever, and that's why you must go with us, Peggy, March or no March. He'd be the first one to tell you to clear out, if he had his wits about him."
I rather think I'd better wait." "No, no! Let us have it done with once and for all." He relapsed into a serene, abstracted silence. "Aren't you going to speak?" she flamed. "I've decided to wait." "Well, I haven't. Ask me this minute, sir, to marry you." "Ce'tainly, if you cayn't wait. Miss Mackenzie, will you "
It was a fine spring morning, so he flung up the window and looked out into the Precinct, fresh and dewy in the morning sun, silent save for the inquisitive reiteration of an early jackdaw. Then he turned back, and, to his amazement, saw that his wife was lying, her eyes wide open, staring in front of her. "My dear!" he cried. "Aren't you well?"
"There will probably be rain," a customer would say, staring at the sky. "It is sure to rain," the painters would agree. "But the clouds aren't rain-clouds. Perhaps it won't rain." "No, sir. It won't rain. It won't rain, sure."
"You aren't half so gay as you were, and you practice as though you were doing a lesson instead of because you couldn't help it, like you used to," she declared. "You're nice to that gorgeous Rosamond Merton and you let her wipe her feet on you every time you go in there. I've seen how meek you are. If it wasn't you," she said with a pucker in her brow, "I'd think you were up to something.
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