Madame had turned washerwoman and used to make him go and fetch the dirty linen.

His talent had gone heaven knows where! He was getting his living by painting views of Vesuvius in eruption on the little boxes they sell at Sorrento." "Moral: don't fall in love with a buxom Roman model," said Roderick.

"I 'm much obliged to you for your story, but I don't mean to fall in love with any one." Gloriani had possessed himself of the photograph again, and was looking at it curiously.

"It 's a happy bit of youth," he said.

"But you can't keep it up--you can't keep it up!" The two sculptors pursued their discussion after dinner, in the drawing-room.