A Son of Perdition

-Easily enough,- replied the girl at his elbow, -those who see twice as vividly as others, can make others see once as vividly as they do. That is what we call genius.- -A large word for my small capabilities, Miss Enistor. Am I a genius?- -Ask yourself, Mr. Hardwick, for none other than yourself can answer truly.- Outside his special gift the artist was not over clever, so he lounged on the yielding turf of the slope to turn the speech over in his mind and wait results. This tall solidly built Saxon only arrived at conclusions by slow degrees of laborious reflection.