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At four o'clock, which is the hour for the entrée of those who escape from their homes to fling themselves on the sanctuary of the club, Rankin, the architect, arrived with Stibo, the fashionable painter of fashionable women, who brought with him the atmosphere of pleasant soap and an exclusive, smiling languor.
"Remember Rantoul?" said Herkimer, rolling a cigarette and using a jerky diction. "Clyde Rantoul?" said Stibo. "Don Furioso Barebones Rantoul, who was in the Quarter with us?" said Quinny. "Don Furioso, yes," said Rankin. "Ever see him?" "Never." "He's married," said Quinny; "dropped out." "Yes, he married," said Herkimer, lighting his cigarette. "Well, I've just seen him."
Now, what you call inspiration may be communicated in many ways by the spectacle of a mob, by a panorama of nature, by sudden and violent contrasts of points of view; but, above all, as a continual stimulus, it comes from that state of mental madness which is produced by love." "Huh?" said Stibo.
The more he imagines himself in love, the more completely does the idea obsess him from morning to night plain as the nose on your face. Only there are other portraits to paint. Enter the wife." "Charming," said Stibo, who had not ceased twining his mustaches in his pink fingers. "Ah, that's the point. What of the wife?" said Steingall, violently.
At the familiar phrases of Steingall's outburst, Rankin wagged his head in unequivocal assent, Stibo smiled so as to show his fine upper teeth, and Towsey flung away his cigar, saying: "Words, words." At this moment when Quinny, who had digested Steingall's argument, was preparing to devour the whole topic, Britt Herkimer, the sculptor, joined them.
Stibo raised his eyes slowly to Quinny's but veiled as was the look, De Gollyer perceived it, and smilingly registered the knowledge on the ledger of his social secrets. "That's it, by George! that is it," said Steingall, who hurled the enthusiasm of a reformer into his pessimism. "It's all so simple; but they won't understand. And why do you know why? Because a woman is jealous.
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