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`` What 're you doing ? Leave it be ! '' cried the anguished artist . `` It 's been there since noon . '' `` Never mind , '' put in Bobbie softly ; `` it 's very pretty and tasteful even though it is a little precipitate . But how '' -- she turned the lovely and puzzled inquiry of her eyes upon the symbolist -- `` how did you know ? '' `` Artistic intuition , '' said Peter Quick Banta with profound complacency . ''