But I wish you weren't so sensitive about your beautiful work." "I wish so, too," and Blaney sighed.

"But it's the penalty of----" "Of genius, why not say it ?" "Yes, why not say it?
I'm glad you recognise the beauty of truth spoken in defiance of conventional modesty." "Oh, yes, I do think if one is talented, it is silly to deny it." "It is.

That is why our people are so frankly sane and honest about their own achievements----" "And yet, you're so modest,--I mayn't show your verses!" "That's a different matter.

You know those were for your eyes alone." "I know.

I will keep them for myself." The Studio of the Blaneys in the city was much like the one Patty had seen at Lakewood, only a little more elaborately bizarre.