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Will Warburton by George Gissing
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"Exactly. But I hardly see how the change came about."

"I will try to tell you," replied Rosamund. "It was that picture,
'Sanctuary,' that began it. When I first saw it, it gave me a shock.
You know how I have always thought of him--an artist living for
his own idea of art, painting just as he liked, what pleased him,
without caring for the public taste. I got enthusiastic; and when I
saw that he seemed to care for my opinion and my praise--of course
all the rest followed. He told me about his life as an art student
--Paris, Rome, all that; and it was my ideal of romance. He was
very poor, sometimes so poor that he hardly had enough to eat, and
this made me proud of him, for I felt sure he could have got money
if he would have condescended to do inferior work. Of course, as I
too was poor, we could not think of marrying before his position
improved. At last he painted 'Sanctuary.' He told me nothing about
it. I came and saw it on the easel, nearly finished. And--this is
the shocking thing--I pretended to admire it. I was astonished,
pained--yet I had the worldliness to smile and praise. There's the
fault of my character. At that moment, truth and courage were
wanted, and I had neither. The dreadful thing is to think that he
degraded himself on my account. If I had said at once what I
thought, he would have confessed--would have told me that
impatience had made him untrue to himself. And from that day; oh,
this is the worst of all, Bertha--he has adapted himself to what
he thinks my lower mind and lower aims; he has consciously debased
himself, out of thought for me. Horrible! Of course he believes in
his heart that I was a hypocrite before. The astonishing thing is
that this didn't cause him to turn cold to me. He must have felt
that, but somehow he overcame it. All the worse! The very fact that
he still cared for me shows how bad my influence has been. I feel
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