” “Shirts?” “Shirts at one—and—something a dozen. He stood there, large and dark, enunciating, in his clear voice from beneath his large mustache, clear flat sentences, deliberately kindly. ‘Danged if I ever hear the like,’ he repeated blankly. And now you know. I suppose you will think me very unsisterly and cold-hearted, but there are circumstances in connexion with my sister’s latest exploit which are intensely irritating both to my husband and to myself. He became primitive, literal in his conception; the ramifications were, for the nonce, fairly relegated to limbo. To-morrow morning I shall have made up my mind what to do. May I know your name?’ The lady eyed him. In all his life he had never realized a dream; but the thought had never before hurt him. . To-night the subtle suggestiveness of those few daring lines, fascinating in their very simplicity, the head thrown back, the half-closed eyes—the inner meaning of the great artist seemed to come to him with a rush.
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