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"
You
mean
perhaps
to
be
a
painter
?
"
said
Dorothea
,
with
a
new
direction
of
interest
.
"
You
mean
to
make
painting
your
profession
?
Mr
.
Casaubon
will
like
to
hear
that
you
have
chosen
a
profession
.
"
"
No
,
oh
no
,
"
said
Will
,
with
some
coldness
.
"
I
have
quite
made
up
my
mind
against
it
.
It
is
too
one
-
sided
a
life
.
I
have
been
seeing
a
great
deal
of
the
German
artists
here
:
I
travelled
from
Frankfort
with
one
of
them
.
Some
are
fine
,
even
brilliant
fellows
—
but
I
should
not
like
to
get
into
their
way
of
looking
at
the
world
entirely
from
the
studio
point
of
view
.
"
"
That
I
can
understand
,
"
said
Dorothea
,
cordially
.
"
And
in
Rome
it
seems
as
if
there
were
so
many
things
which
are
more
wanted
in
the
world
than
pictures
.
But
if
you
have
a
genius
for
painting
,
would
it
not
be
right
to
take
that
as
a
guide
?
Perhaps
you
might
do
better
things
than
these
—
or
different
,
so
that
there
might
not
be
so
many
pictures
almost
all
alike
in
the
same
place
.
"
There
was
no
mistaking
this
simplicity
,
and
Will
was
won
by
it
into
frankness
.
"
A
man
must
have
a
very
rare
genius
to
make
changes
of
that
sort
.
I
am
afraid
mine
would
not
carry
me
even
to
the
pitch
of
doing
well
what
has
been
done
already
,
at
least
not
so
well
as
to
make
it
worth
while
.
And
I
should
never
succeed
in
anything
by
dint
of
drudgery
.
If
things
don
’
t
come
easily
to
me
I
never
get
them
.
"
"
I
have
heard
Mr
.
Casaubon
say
that
he
regrets
your
want
of
patience
,
"
said
Dorothea
,
gently
.
She
was
rather
shocked
at
this
mode
of
taking
all
life
as
a
holiday
.
"
Yes
,
I
know
Mr
.
Casaubon
’
s
opinion
.
He
and
I
differ
.
"
The
slight
streak
of
contempt
in
this
hasty
reply
offended
Dorothea
.
She
was
all
the
more
susceptible
about
Mr
.
Casaubon
because
of
her
morning
’
s
trouble
.
"
Certainly
you
differ
,
"
she
said
,
rather
proudly
.
"
I
did
not
think
of
comparing
you
:
such
power
of
persevering
devoted
labor
as
Mr
.
Casaubon
’
s
is
not
common
.
"
Will
saw
that
she
was
offended
,
but
this
only
gave
an
additional
impulse
to
the
new
irritation
of
his
latent
dislike
towards
Mr
.
Casaubon
.
