No use
seeing him until then; he'd laugh at you, and not listen to anything.
He's sore at the world; thinks it doesn't understand him. An actual
sale would be the only argument that would have weight with him."
"All right--I'll buy the picture myself. Hunt and I have had a falling
out, and I'd like him to have proof that I believe in him." Again Mr.
Graham was the art merchant. "Though, of course, I can't pay the five
thousand you ask. Hunt's new manner may catch on, and it may not. It's
a big gamble."
"What will you pay?"
"What you paid for it--three thousand."
"That's an awful drop from what I expected. When can you pay it?"
"I'll send you my check by an assistant as soon as I get back to my
place."
"I told you I was squeezed financially--so the picture is yours. I'll
send you Mr. Hunt's present address when I receive your check. Make it
payable to 'cash.'"
When Mr. Graham had gone with the Italian mother--it was then the
very end of the afternoon--Larry wondered if his plan to draw Hunt out
of his hermitage was going to succeed; and wondered what would be the
result, if any, upon the relationship between Hunt and Miss Sherwood
if Hunt should come openly back into his world an acclaimed success,
and come with the changed attitude toward every one and every thing
that recognition bestows.
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