Lorenzo opened his eyes widely. "About what, please?"
"Oh, about all things. You see I meet so few men, and men are so interesting, and I enjoy talking with them. I've read a good deal, and I don't care for the life in this place. I want to leave it dreadfully."
"So do I," said the artist. "I quite agree with you there."
"You see, Jane has been teaching me to understand life, and I am getting the feeling that I am meant for something else than just helping my mother, wandering about town, and going to church. I'm very tired and restless."
Lorenzo painted fast.
"Mr. Rath, if you—a man—felt as I do, what would you do?"
"Get out."
"But where?"
"Everybody can find a way, if they really want to."
"It isn't as if I had talent, you see."