Why not ?" "Things done so very quickly are not done well," answered the young man.
"I know that from my art.

You may stamp a thing in a moment with the die--it is rough, unfinished.

It takes weeks to chisel it--" "The good God is not a chiseller, Tista." The words fell very simply from the young girl's lips, and the expression of her face did not change.

Only the tone of her voice was grave and quiet, and there was a depth of conviction in it which struck Gianbattista forcibly.

In a short sentence she had defined the difference between his mode of thought and her own.