I cannot respond to you, said the sculptor, with irrepressible impatience.

'We no longer speak to one another; we write,' said the sculptor, quietly.

"You talk nonsense," said the sculptor, with the offended pride of art.

"It sometimes seems," said the sculptor, "as if thoughts evaporated like water."

"I firmly believe, Miriam," said the sculptor, "that he loves you still."

"At least," said the sculptor, "tell me whether you recognize this bust?"

'Thanks,' said the sculptor, 'it makes my mouth sticky.

"Miriam," said the sculptor, with a tremor in his voice, "is it yourself?"

"What have I done?" said the sculptor, shocked at his own casual production.

"I will go to Rome!" said the sculptor, in great emotion.

How is it possible, Signore, that it should not be burning now?" "But look!" said the sculptor impatiently.

"It's nice to finally meet you, Dr. Hildy," said The Sculptor, raising his gun.

"You have bewitched the poor lad," said the sculptor, laughing.

"Our loves are more intense than they used to be," said the sculptor, sighing.

"A man who snores is not dead," said the sculptor.

"What are you?" said the sculptor, advancing his torch nearer.