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Chapter XV

           Shehadputsomeorderintothedrawing-roombynow,herhousewifelyinstinctshavinggotthebetterofherdismay;anditnolongerborethatdesertedlook,likeafurnishedhouselongtolet,whichIhadnoticedonmyfirstvisitafterthecatastrophe.ButnowthatIhadseenStricklandinParisitwasdifficulttoimaginehiminthosesurroundings.Ithoughtitcouldhardlyhavefailedtostrikethemthattherewassomethingincongruousinhim.

           "Butifhewantedtobeanartist,whydidn’thesayso?"askedMrs.Stricklandatlast."IshouldhavethoughtIwasthelastpersontobeunsympatheticto—toaspirationsofthatkind."

           Mrs.MacAndrewtightenedherlips.Iimaginethatshehadneverlookedwithapprovalonhersister’sleaningtowardspersonswhocultivatedthearts.Shespokeof"culchaw"derisively.

           Mrs.Stricklandcontinued:

           "Afterall,ifhehadanytalentIshouldbethefirsttoencourageit.Iwouldn’thavemindedsacrifices.I’dmuchratherbemarriedtoapainterthantoastockbroker.Ifitweren’tforthechildren,Iwouldn’tmindanything.IcouldbejustashappyinashabbystudioinChelseaasinthisflat."

           "Mydear,Ihavenopatiencewithyou,"criedMrs.MacAndrew."Youdon’tmeantosayyoubelieveawordofthisnonsense?"

           "ButIthinkit’strue,"Iputinmildly.

           Shelookedatmewithgood-humouredcontempt.

           "Amandoesn’tthrowuphisbusinessandleavehiswifeandchildrenattheageoffortytobecomeapainterunlessthere’sawomaninit.Isupposehemetoneofyour—artisticfriends,andshe’sturnedhishead."

           AspotofcolourrosesuddenlytoMrs.

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