If you suffer anything that has passed to interrupt
your work on that figure, you take your plunge. It 's no matter that
you don't like it; you will do the wisest thing you ever did if you make
that effort of will necessary for finishing it. Destroy the statue then,
if you like, but make the effort. I speak the truth!"
Roderick looked at him with eyes that still inexorableness made almost
tender. "You too!" he simply said.
Rowland felt that he might as well attempt to squeeze water from a
polished crystal as hope to move him. He turned away and walked into the
adjoining room with a sense of sickening helplessness. In a few moments
he came back and found that Mr. Leavenworth had departed--presumably in
a manner somewhat portentous. Roderick was sitting with his elbows on
his knees and his head in his hands.
Rowland made one more attempt. "You decline to think of what I urge?"
"Absolutely."
"There's one more point--that you shouldn't, for a month, go to Mrs.
Light's."
"I go there this evening."
"That too is an utter folly."
"There are such things as necessary follies.
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