One must have one's
workshop, otherwise one never ceases to be an amateur.'
'Is that so? Yes. Of course, I should like you to share it with
Winifred.'
'Thank you SO much.'
Gudrun knew all these things already, but she must look shy and very
grateful, as if overcome.
'Of course, what I should like best, would be if you could give up your
work at the Grammar School, and just avail yourself of the studio, and
work there--well, as much or as little as you liked--'
He looked at Gudrun with dark, vacant eyes. She looked back at him as
if full of gratitude. These phrases of a dying man were so complete and
natural, coming like echoes through his dead mouth.
'And as to your earnings--you don't mind taking from me what you have
taken from the Education Committee, do you? I don't want you to be a
loser.'
'Oh,' said Gudrun, 'if I can have the studio and work there, I can earn
money enough, really I can.'
'Well,' he said, pleased to be the benefactor, 'we can see about all
that.
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