All afternoon she furiously mixed and splashed bright slashes of paint on the canvases, one after another replacing the faded dull tones with new life. By the time she looked again the colors had been absorbed into the dull muddy tones of the canvases.

"I don't understand!" she cried.

He held her without realizing the repulsion she felt at the grayness of him that she tried to talk herself out of believing.