"Oh! whatever he'll teach me," she said, "I'll learn it, and do it." The others laughed gently.

Then, as the visitors were going off, Francois paused before a model which had cracked while drying.

"Oh! that's a spoilt thing," said the sculptor.

"I wanted to model a figure of Charity.
It was ordered of me by a philanthropic institution.

But try as I might, I could only devise something so commonplace that I let the clay spoil.
Still, I must think it over and endeavour to take the matter in hand again." When they were outside, it occurred to Pierre to go as far as the basilica of the Sacred Heart in the hope of finding Abbe Rose there.