Ritual in the Dark
“He stood, leaning against the end of the bed, a tall, bony man with a mop of shaggy red hair and an unshaven chin. His blue polo-necked sweater was stiff with paint-stains.Sorme said apologetically: Look here, I know it’s rather an imposition just to come and introduce myself to you like this. But if you feel I’m wasting your time just say so, and I’ll go.Glasp looked surprised, but in no way disarmed; he said ponderously:How do I know whether you’re wasting my time until I know what you want?F...eeling at a disadvantage, Sorme said:I don’t want anything—except to meet you. I saw two of your canvases yesterday and liked them.Glasp said, with a touch of sarcasm:I expect you have a busy time. If you go and call on every painter when you take a fancy to one of his pictures.Sorme declined to be offended by his tone. He said:In this case, ‘like’ is the wrong word. I thought the pictures completely extraordinary.Still Glasp’s face registered no pleasure; if anything, a shade of mistrust passed over it.MoreLess
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