"Why, first," rejoined Austin, "there's Sir James Thornhill, historical painter to his Majesty, and the greatest artist of the day. “What nonsense is this? What raving! My dear child, you DO live, you DO exist! You have this home. Funny codgers, aren't they?" he said. You have friends, acquaintances, social standing, brothers and sisters, every advantage! Instead of which, you want to go to some mixed classes or other and cut up rabbits and dance about at nights in wild costumes with casual art student friends and God knows who. And so I'll tell you what I did —" And she burst into a laugh that froze Jack's blood in his veins.
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