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and then came to the room downstairs and ordered dinner. Of course
she
was obliged to wait on himand as she brought him each dish he
expostulated with herand they mingled their tears.'
'She wept in floods' interrupted a youth with neatly brushed hair a
nd
fat nose. 'She wept all over our foodand we ate it salt with tears
. We
besought her not to yield; except for our encouragement she would ha
ve
gone back to him; and he beats her.'
Marie appeared againwith no signs now that so short a while ago ro
mance
had played a game with herand brought the dishes that had been ord
ered.
Susie seized once more upon Arthur Burdon's attention.
'Now please look at the man who is sitting next to Mr Warren.'
Arthur saw a talldark fellow with strongly-marked featuresuntidy
hairand a ragged black moustache.
'That is Mr O'Brienwho is an example of the fact that strength of
will
and an earnest purpose cannot make a painter. He's a failureand he
knows itand the bitterness has warped his soul. If you listen to h
im
you'll hear every painter of eminence come under his lash. He can fo
rgive
nobody who's successfuland he never acknowledges merit in anyone t
ill
he's safely deayilai：
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