When Hawker went again to the house of the great window he looked first at the chandelier, and, perceiving that it had not moved, he smiled in a certain friendly and familiar way.  
"It must be a fine thing," said the girl dreamily. "I always feel of that sort of life."
 
"What sort of life?"
 
"Why—I don't know exactly; but there must be a great deal of freedom about it. I went to a studio tea once, and——"
 
"A studio tea! Merciful heavens—— Go on."
 
"Yes, a studio tea. Don't you like them? To be sure, we didn't know whether the man could paint very well, and I suppose you think it is an imposition for anyone who is not a great painter to give a tea."
 
"Go on."
 
"Well, he had the dearest little Japanese servants, and some of the cups came from Algiers, and some from Turkey, and some from—— What's the matter?"
 
"Go on. I'm not interrupting you."
 
"Well, that's all; excepting that everything was charming in colour, and I thought what a lazy, beautiful life the man must lead, lounging in such a studio, smoking monogrammed cigarettes, and remarking how badly all the other men painted."
 
"Very fascinating. But——"
 
"Oh! you are going to ask if he could draw. I'm sure I don't know, but the tea that he gave was charming."
 
"I was on the of telling you something about artist life, but if you have seen a lot of draperies and drunk from a cup of Algiers, you know all about it."
 
"You, then, were going to make it something very terrible, and tell how young painters struggled, and all that."
 
"No, not exactly. But listen: I suppose there is an aristocracy who, whether they paint well or paint ill, certainly do give charming teas, as you say, and all other kinds of charming affairs too; but when I hear people talk as if that was the whole life, it makes my hair rise, you know, because I am sure that as they get to know me better and better they will see how I fall short of that kind of an existence, and I shall probably take a great tumble in their estimation. They might even conclude that I can not paint, which would be very unfair, because I can paint, you know."
 
"Well, proceed to arrange my point of view, so that you sha'n't tumble in my estimation when I discover that you don't lounge in a studio, ............