"Married—really?" She had a pause, but she continued. "So he paints her, I suppose?"
"Not much, probably. His talent in that line isn't what she esteems in him most."
"It isn't great, then?"
"I haven't the least idea."
"And in the political line?" the girl persisted.
"I scarcely can tell. He's very clever."
"He does paint decently, then?"
"I daresay."
Miriam looked once more at Gérôme's picture. "Fancy his going into the House of Commons! And your sister put him there?"
"She worked, she canvassed."