Painting is only one slender branch of the great tree. He was the beachcomber, or the old sailor with the black pearl (Ruth's tales), or the wastrel musician McClintock had described to him. There were one or two bitter moments in his life when he had been made to feel that gentility laid on with a brush may sometimes crack and show weak places—that deportment and breeding are after all things apart. Here was no crooked soul; a little weak perhaps, impulsive beyond common, but fundamentally honest. The great heart of the world beats only where men and women are gathered together. ‘It is the life I know. “You must tell me the truth, please. ‘Go you through the passage and find the other door. Do you think that I am utterly selfish?” She raised her eyebrows. Our ideal had fallen. " "I wish I could return the compliment, Terry.
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