How the devil can I paint America when nobody has done it before me?
My dear sir, are you aware that that would be originality?
Good heavens! we are not aesthetic, you understand.

Oh, yes, some good mind comes along and understands a thing and does it, and after that it is aesthetic.

Yes, of course, but then--well---- Now, here is a little Holland thing of mine; it----" The others had evidently not been heeding him.

"Shut up!" said Wrinkles suddenly.

"Listen!" Grief paused his harangue and they sat in silence, their lips apart, their eyes from time to time exchanging eloquent messages.