RICHARD
A church?
UNCLE RICHARD
No!
RICHARD
A cat hospital?
UNCLE RICHARD
Damn cats! There's been enough of them sick in my own house!
RICHARD
Well, I give it up.
UNCLE RICHARD
You young fool! You don't know what you are saying! _Joseph! Church! Cat
Hospital!_ What good would I get out of that? Is that what I have been
working for all my life? No indeed!
_Richard, you shall be my heir!_
RICHARD
I won't! You are only interested in me because I bear your name. If I were
John Smith, though ten times the better man, you would never waste a
thought upon me. My name is an accident--I care nothing for that. My real
self is my art, for which you care even less. All you want is to establish
a dynasty--the last infirmity of successful men.
No, I won't be your heir!
UNCLE RICHARD
Madness, madness! What kind of a world are we coming to?
RICHARD
Listen. One day when I was walking outside Siena I came to a fine old
villa with a wonderful garden. A row of cypresses ran along the wall
inside, and I wanted to paint it. The gardener let me in for a tip.
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