CHAPTER14
Hestruggledinthedark, withoutadvice, withoutencouragement, ; butnow, outofsisterlysolicitude, , , and, thoughshehadnotopenlydisapprovedofhiswriting, shehadneverapproved.
, shehadbeenstudyingheavilyattheuniversity, , , , , awarmhumanbeing, inherquick, brightway, and, mostimportantofall, , andshewouldcometounderstandsomething, alittlesomething, ofthestuffofhisdreamsandthestrengthofhispower.
Martingatheredtogetheranumberofcarboncopiesofhisshortstories, hesitatedamoment, thenaddedhis "SeaLyrics." , andastheyrodealongthroughthebalmywarmth, justchilledbyshesea-breezetorefreshingcoolness, .
"Itsworkisdone," Martinsaid, astheyseatedthemselves, sheuponhiscoat, , whichenteredhisbrainandsethisthoughtswhirlingonfromtheparticulartotheuniversal."Ithasachieveditsreasonforexistence," hewenton, pattingthedrygrassaffectionately."Itquickenedwithambitionunderthedrearydownpouroflastwinter, foughttheviolentearlyspring, flowered,andluredtheinsectsandthebees, scattereditsseeds, squareditselfwithitsdutyandtheworld, and—"
"Whydoyoualwayslookatthingswithsuchdreadfullypracticaleyes?" sheinterrupted.
"BecauseI'vebeenstudyingevolution, 'sonlyrecentlythatIgotmyeyesight, ifthetruthweretold."
"Butitseemstomeyoulosesightofbeautybybeingsopractical, thatyoudestroybeautyliketheboyswhocatchbutterfliesandrubthedownofftheirbeautifulwings."
Heshookhishead.

