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"I love it," she explained "All the costly needlework of the shops ns Dick used to fret atHe's all for efficiency, you know, eli was a wasting of ti But I succeeded inmy viewpoint clear to him

"It's like the music one makes oneself Of course I can buy better music than I make; but to sit down at an instruers and brain, is an entirely different and dearer satisfaction Whether one tries to emulate another's performance, or infuses the performance with one's own personality and interpretation, it's all the same It is soul-joy and fulfilment

"Take this little ee of this flounce--there is nothing like it in the world Mine the idea, allto the idea There are better ideas and better workmanship in the shops; but this is different It is mine I visioned it, and I made it And who is to say that e and with her eyes laughed the insistence of her question

"And who is to say," Graha of beautiful womankind is not the worthiest of all the arts as well as the sweetest?"

"I rather stand in awe of a good ravely "They really are artists, and important ones, as Dick would phrase it, in the world's econo the library for Andean reference, Graharacefully over a sheet of paper on a big table and flanked by ponderous architectural portfolios, engaged in drawing plans of a log bungalow or carove

"It's a problehed "Dick says that if I build it I es now, and his heart is set on seven He says never s, because what philosopher ever bathes? And he has suggested seriously seven stoves and seven kitchens, because it is just over such s that philosophers always quarrel"

"Wasn't it Voltaire who quarreled with a king over candle-ends?" Graharaceful abandon Thirty-eight! It was iirl, petulant and flushed over some school task Then he remembered Mrs Tully's remark that Paula was the most mature child she had ever known