God gives genius, men make money.

You have the power of discriminating between them." She began to look upon herself as something very superior indeed--something far excelling the ordinary run of girls.

They flattered her until she hardly knew what was false and what was true.
She delighted in making pictures of the future; how she was to stoop from the height of her grandeur to raise him; how her wealth was, as it were, to crown his genius.

They told her that the whole world would praise her for her noble generosity.

That the rich heiress who forgot her wealth and became the artist's wife, would be honored wherever her name was known.