He laughed: "That is perfectly true. The majority of us have to make a living before we know how."
"Did you have to do that?"
"No, I didn't."
"You were fortunate?"
"Yes. I was—perhaps…. I'm not sure."
She touched the lump of green wax gravely, absently. He remained looking at her, busy with his own reflections.
"Would you like to have a chance to study?" he asked.
"Study? What?"
"Sculpture—any old thing! Would you like to try?
"What chance have I for such expensive amusements as study?" she laughed.