"Delightful!" exclaimed his companion. "Where are you going to work? With Carrier-Belleuse or Rude?"
"Ah, I don't know—I don't know where I can go or what I can do."
His companion, with an understanding nod, said, "Didn't bring over a gold-mine with you, perhaps?"
As he said this he laughed, extended both his hands and jumped up from his seat.
"I like you exceedingly," he exclaimed heartily. "The governor had telegraphed me to go to the devil and I thought I'd take his advice. The little supper I was giving last night was to say good-bye to a hundred-franc note, some money that I won at poker. I might have paid some of this hotel bill, but I didn't. I wish you had been there, Rainsford! But, never mind, you
had the afterglow anyway! No," he laughed, "let us surprise them at home. I don't quite know how, but let's surprise them."
Fairfax shook his head as though he didn't quite understand.
"Is there no one who thinks you an insane fool for going in for art? Nobody that your success will be gall to?"
"No, I'm all alone."
"Come," urged the other, too excited to see the sadness on his companion's face. "Come, isn't there some one who will cringe when your statues are unveiled?"