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PART I - CHAPTER III
A VENDOR OF VISIONS


`Really?' said she, chuckling.
'No,' said he, trying to recall his previous impressions. She laughed heartily, saying: ` You're growing up.'
`How?' he asked.
`Growing up,' she repeated, still laughing. `But I'm sure I was never boyish,' said he.
'I 'm teaching you,' said she, 'and when you're boyish
vou 'll be a very decent man. A mere man daren't be a boy for fear of tumbling off his manly dignity, and then he 'd be a fool, poor thing.'
He laughed, and sat still to think about it, as was his way.
Do you like pictures?' she asked suddenly, being tired of looking at him.
`Better than anything,' he replied.
'Except dinner, and a warm hearth and a lazy evening,' she said.
He looked at her suddenly, hardening at her insult, and biting his lips at the taste of this humiliation. She repented, and smiled her plaintive regret to him.
`I 'll show you some,' she said, rising and going out of the room. He felt he was nearer her. She returned, carrying a pile of great books.
'Jove-you 're pretty strong!' said he.
'You are charming in your compliment,' she said.
He glanced at her to see if she were mocking:
`That 's the highest you could say of me, isn't it?' she insisted.
'Is it?' he asked, unwilling to compromise himself.
`For sure,' she answered, and then, laying the books on the table, ' I know how a man will compliment me by the way he looks at me'-she kneeled before the fire. 'Some look at my hair, some watch the rise and fall of my breathing, some look at my neck, and a few-not you among them-look me in the eyes for my thoughts. To you, I'rn a fine specimen, strong! Pretty strong ! You primitive man!'
He sat twisting his fingers ; she was very contrary.
`Bring your chair up,' she said, sitting down at the table and opening a book. She talked to him of each picture,

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