He took stock of himself.

From the picturesque boy he had grown into the physically perfect man.

As a model he was no longer sought after for subject pieces.

He was in clamorous demand at Life Schools, where he drew a higher rate of pay, but where he was as impersonal to the intently working students as the cast of the Greek torso which other students were copying in the next room.

The intimacy of the studio, the warmth and the colour and the meretricious luxury were gone from his life.