Henson and the three
young Hensons.
A few days later, in mid-June, there was an unusually cheerful
dinner at the boarding-house. Nelly turned to Mr. Wrenn--yes,
he was quite sure about it; she was speaking exclusively to him,
with a lengthy and most merry account of the manner in which the
floor superintendent had "called down" the unkindest of the
aislesmen.
He longed to give his whole self in his answer, to be in the
absolute community of thought that lovers know. But the image
of Istra was behind his chair. Istra--he had to see her--now,
this evening. He rushed out to the corner drug-store and
reached her by telephone.
Yes-s, admitted Istra, a little grudgingly, she was going to be
at the studio that evening, though she--well, there was going to
be a little party--some friends--but--yes, she'd be glad to have
him come.
Grimly, Mr. Wrenn set out for Washington Square.
Since this scientific treatise has so exhaustively examined Mr.
Wrenn's reactions toward the esthetic, one need give but three
of his impressions of the studio and people he found on
Washington Square--namely:
(a) That the big room was bare, ill kept, and not comparable to
the red-plush splendor of Mrs.
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