Walter
No. And it's those nearest one that it's hardest to say things to. But to-night, somehow, I don't feel that way.
Mrs. Everitt
Tell me.
Walter
It's this architecture. You remember when I used to play with water colors all the while, and say I was going to be an artist?
Mrs. Everitt
Yes, but—
Walter
Father always said I would get over it. But when I didn't, then it occurred to him that if I learned architecture I could help him in his building.... I thought architecture would be the same. But it isn't. I can't see any art in it at all—it's nothing but engineering.