He always reminds me of Cruikshank's picture of the ghost being put out by the extinguisher in the 'Christmas Carol.' His genius is the ghost, and conventionality is the extinguisher.

But it _is_ genius, so it's a pity." "It seems to me that Howells deals honestly with his materials," Janet said, instinctively stilling the jar of Elfrida's regardless note.

She was so pretty, this new creature, and she had such original ways.

Janet must let her talk about _romans psychologiques_, or worse things, if she wanted to.

"To me he has a tremendous appearance of sincerity, psychological and other.