Vaughan got up.
"All right. Do. I'm going out."
"Where?"
Vaughan did not answer, but gave the heap of notices to his friend, and said—
"Just divide the sheep and goats for me, will you? That's just what they are, the critics—either sheep or goats."
"Of course I will. But, I say—I came here to have a talk."
"I know you did. You have talked."
He went out. Muir smiled to himself, enjoying this treatment as an eccentricity of genius.
Five minutes later Gillie came back.