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and they knew, when he
would not criticise Mr. Harringtons work, that he was just acting from
principle.
They may or may not have known the deference with which he treated Almas
work; but the girl herself felt that his abrupt, impersonal comment
recognized her as a real sister in art. He told her she ought to come to
New York, and draw in the League, or get into some painters private
class; and it was the sense of duty thus appealed to which finally
resulted in the hazardous experiment she and her mother were now making.
There were no logical breaks in the chain of their reasoning from past
success with boarders in St. Barnaby to future success with boarders in
New York. Of course the outlay was much greater. The rent of the
furnished house they had taken was such that if they failed their
experiment would be little less than ruinous.
But they were not going to fail; that was what Alma contended, with a
hardy courage that her mother sometimes felt almost invited failure, if
it did not deserve it. She was one of those people who believe that if
you dread harm enough it is less likely to happen. She acted on this
superstition as if it were a religion.
"If it had not been for my despair, as you call it, Alma," she answered,
"I dont know where we should have been now."
"I suppose we should have been in St. Barnaby," said the girl. "And if
its worse to be in New York, you see what your despairs done, mamma.
But whats the use? You meant well, and I dont blame you. You cant
expect even despair to come out always just the way you want it. Perhaps
youve used too much of it." The girl laughed, and Mrs. Leighton laughed,
too. Like every one else, she was not merely a prevailing mood, as people
are apt to be in books, but was an irregularly spheroidal character, with
surfaces that caught the different lights of circumstance and reflected
them. Alma got up and took a pose before the mirror, which she then
transferred to her sketch. The room was pinned about with other sketches,
which showed with fantastic indistinctness in the shaded gaslight. Alma
held up the drawing. "How do you like it?"
Mrs. Leighton bent forward over her sewing to look at it. "Youve got the
mans face rather weak."
"Yes, thats so. Either I see all the hidden weakness thats in mens
natures, and bring it to the surface in their figures, or else I put my
own weakness into them. Either way, its a drawback to their presenting a
truly manly appearance. As long as I have one of the miserable objects
before me, I can draw him; but as soon as his backs turned I get to
putting ladies into mens clothes. I should think youd be scandalized,
mamma, if you were a really feminine person. It must be your despair that
helps you to bear up. But whats the matter with the young lady in young
ladys clothes? Any dust on her?"
"What expressions!" said Mrs. Leighton. "Really, Alma, for a refined girl
you are the most unrefined!"
"Go on--about the girl in the picture!" said Alma, slightly knocking her
mother on the shoulder, as she stood over her.
"I dont see anything to her. Whats she doing?"
"Oh, just being made love to, I suppose."
"Shes perfectly insipid!"
"Youre awfully articulate, mamma! Now, if Mr. Wetmore were to criticise
that picture hed draw a circle round it in the air, and look at it
through that, and tilt his head first on one side and then on the other,
and then look at you, as if you were a figure in it, and then collapse
awhile, and moan a little and gasp, Isnt your young lady a little
too-too-- and then hed try to get the word out of you, and groan and
suffer some more; and youd say, She is, rather, and that would give
him courage, and hed say, I dont mean that shes so very-- Of course
not. You understand? Perfectly. I see it myself, now. Well,
then---and hed take your pencil and begin to draw--I should give her a
little more--Ah? Yes, I see the difference.--You see the difference?
And hed go off to some one else, and youd know that youd been doing
the wishy-washiest thing in the world, though he hadnt spoken a word of
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