'Could you treat Jewish matters from a social standpoint—gossipy sort of thing?'
She shook her head.
'I'm afraid to trust myself to write on Jewish subjects. I should be sure to tread on somebody's corns.'
'Oh, I have it!' he cried, bringing his arms in contact with a small Venetian vase, which Esther, with great presence of mind, just managed to catch ere it reached the ground.
'No, I have it!' she said, laughing. 'Do sit down, else nobody can answer for the consequences.'
She half pushed him into his chair, where he fell to warming his hands contemplatively.
'Well?' she said after a pause. 'I thought you had an idea.'
'Yes, yes,' he said, rousing himself. 'The subject we were just discussing—art.'
'But there is nothing Jewish about art.'
'All noble work has its religious aspects. Then there are Jewish artists.'