I do not know why I have said all this, made my confession of weakness--" "Oh, father mine, greatest of men!" She raised her head and laughed into his eyes, the while brushing back the thick iron-gray hair which thatched the dome of his forehead.

"You, who have wrestled more mightily, done greater things than these painters and versifiers.

You who know so well the law of change.

Might not the same plaint fall from your father's lips were he to sit now beside you and look upon your work and you ?" "Yes, yes.

I have said that I understand.