"I thought perhaps it might bring happy memories and prove a palliation of nostalgia." [Pg 20] [Pg 20] "I always have a feeling that you are amusing yourself with me, Mr. Barrison." "Have you any objection to my seeing that you are a goddess? What have you done with Apollo, by the way? Couldn't you persuade him to leave the gallery?" "To what gallery do you refer? I do not particularly care for handsome men," was Miss Wilbur's thoughtful response. "I'm sorry I'm so beautiful, then," said Philip, extending his little earth barricade. Diana looked down from her balcony on his tumbling blond hair. "You have a very good presence for your purpose," she said. "What is my purpose?" "The concert stage, is it not? Perhaps even opera, later?" "Yes, divine huntress, if I ever succeed in making it." "You will make it unless you are unpardonably dilatory and neglectful. Every time you utter a musical tone it sends a vibration coursing through my nerves with a pleasant thrill." Philip looked up at the speaker with his sea-blue, curious gaze, which she received serenely. [Pg 21] [Pg 21] "Bully for you, Miss Wilbur. That's all I can say. Bully for you." "I am glad if that encourages you," she said kindly. "It is quite outside my own volition." "Then I don't need to thank you, eh?" "Oh, not in the least."
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