Hugh met his eyes a moment. "Are you talking of values pecuniary?"
"What values are not pecuniary?"
Hugh might, during his hesitation, have been imagined to stand off a little from the question. "Well, some things have in a higher degree that one, and some have the associational or the factitious, and some the clear artistic."
"And some," Mr. Bender opined, "have them all—in the highest degree. But what you mean," he went on, "is that a Mantovano would come higher under the hammer than a Moretto?"
"Why, sir," the young man returned, "there aren't any, as I've just stated, to 'come.' I account—or I easily can—for every one of the very small number."
"Then do you consider that you account for this one?"
"I believe I shall if you'll give me time."
"Oh, time!" Mr. Bender impatiently sighed. "But we'll give you all we've got—only I guess it isn't much." And he appeared freely to invite their companions to join in this estimate. They listened to him, however, they watched
