"I remembered it, of course." "Well, what made you remember it ?" he demanded, as if he had cause to be indignant.
"Why--I just remembered it because--I liked it, and because--well, the people with me said--said it was about the best thing in the exhibit, and they talked about it a good deal.

And then I remember that Hollie had spoken of you, and then I--I----" "Never mind," he said.

After a moment, he added, "The confounded picture was no good, anyhow!" The girl started.

"What makes you speak so of it?
It was good.

Of course, I don't know--I can't talk about pictures, but," she said in distress, "everybody said it was fine." "It wasn't any good," he persisted, with dogged shakes of the head.
From off in the darkness they heard the sound of Hollanden's oars splashing in the water.