20/33 The sunsets--" "Damn the sunsets!" roared Kenny, losing his head. Why you wanted Brian to paint pictures," went on Whitaker, ignoring Kenny's outraged sputter, "when he couldn't, is and always has been a matter of considerable worry and mystery to me--" "It needn't have been. That, I fancy, John, you can see for yourself. It's your vanity." "My God!" said Kenny with a gasp. Then you could afford to be gracious. |