He told me he wasn't going to sell a picture,
or even mention a price, until the public exhibition. He's very
enthusiastic. He thinks Mr. Hunt is already made--and in a big way."
And then she added, her level gaze very steady on Larry:
"Of course Mr. Hunt is really a great painter. But he needed a jolt to
make him go out and really paint his own kind of stuff. And he needed
some one like you to put him across in a business way."
When she left, she left Larry thinking: thinking of her saying that
Hunt "needed a jolt to make him go out and really paint his own kind
of stuff." Hidden behind that remark somewhere could there be the
explanation for the break between these two? Larry began to see a
glimmer of light. It was entirely possible that Miss Sherwood, in so
finished and adroit a manner that Hunt had not discerned her purpose,
had herself given him this jolt or at least contributed to its force.
It might all have been diplomacy on her part, applied shrewdly to the
man she understood and loved. Yes, that might be the explanation. Yes,
perhaps she had been doing in a less trying way just what he was
seeking to do under more stressful circumstances with Maggie: to
arouse him to his best by indirectly working at definite psychological
reactions.
That afternoon Hunt appeared at Cedar Crest, and while there dropped
in on Larry.
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