The boy adores you.

He's a rotten painter, I know--and you don't even pretend to an interest in what he does because you are too honest to praise it.

But, Louis, he's a lovable fellow--and he does the best that's in him.

You needn't pretend to care for what he does--but if you could show that you do care for and respect the effort--" "I do, Valerie--when I think about it!" "Then think about it; and let Sam know that you think about his efforts and himself.

And do the same for Harry Annan.