"Dear me, what did you expect ?" "Truly," said Rowland to himself, "what did I expect ?" "I confess," cried Singleton, "I can't judge him rationally.

He fascinates me; he 's the sort of man one makes one's hero of." "Strictly speaking, he is not a hero," said Rowland.
Singleton looked intensely grave, and, with almost tearful eyes, "Is there anything amiss--anything out of the way, about him ?" he timidly asked.

Then, as Rowland hesitated to reply, he quickly added, "Please, if there is, don't tell me! I want to know no evil of him, and I think I should hardly believe it.

In my memories of this Roman artist-life, he will be the central figure.

He will stand there in radiant relief, as beautiful and unspotted as one of his own statues!" "Amen!" said Rowland, gravely.