Chapter IV THE TEMPERAMENT OF AN ARTIST “You may sit there and smoke, and look out upon your wonderful Paris,” Anna said lightly. No matter how many books one read, each was different, as each human being was different. But she disapproved more and more of her own mental austerity. "Do better in future. “I first saw you crossing the river Arno, after a spring rain had spoiled the day for everyone except the ducks. It was a copy of the pencil sketch taken of him nine years ago by Winifred, and awakened a thousand tender recollections.
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