Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1888-05-02

tained e5O!" "
He whistled- ''Then there is no time to be
lost, Mr.. Lynton, he cried. "Let US 90 first
to the Fonda. It is possible that some busy
body, knowing you did not get your letters
yesterday, has fetched them for you on the
chance Of getting peseta for his pains"
gladly assented, and we went together to
the hotel. But no one there would confess to
knowing anything Of my letter. No one had
gone for them. As we left the yard noticed
that my companion looked keenly at the
waiter, who was not too civil "Do you sus-
pect himg" asked, when we were outside.
II hardly know" Client answered slowly.
"Possibly you mislaid card the night you
slept there, so that he is one of the people to
be suspected. But come, We viii 90 now to
the postofice will help you as far as can"
And indeed he did. His knowledge OF the
language was perfect, and it was wonderful
to bear him scolding, questioning and COM
planning, without end Of the wrongs his
influential friend, whose passport he was
waving under their official noses, had pf-
fered. But when presently everything had
been tried, and for the time tried fruitlessly,
we stood in the square and looked somewhat
blankly at one another.
II say, Mr. Lynton,n he began, ''1fty
pounds Is q large sum to lose.S
81 wish it were less, n replied, with an at
tempt at sprightliness. ~:
ut does not cripple you altogether!"
II can afford it, il that is what you mean.
But-but it is little inconvenient at pres
ent," answered.
lit puts you in difficulty for few days?"
"Precisely. I cannot receive another re-
mittance for five days at least. In the mean
time have six-yes, seven pesetas and a
halfn
'Umph! Call it six shillings and three
pence he replied, laughing. ''The cathedral
vergers will soon ease you of it, even were it
more. But look here! we are next door
neighbors, and you must let me help you. In
strange country always keep few pounds
by me; they are at your service" ." "7.'.'f =.
As he spoke he drew from an inner pocket
shabby letter ease and took out a 200 pesta
note the only note, saw, that the case con-
tanned. .- ....... .g. fs...
81 am afraid" }" ! said, doubtfully, ''that
am inconveniencing you. And besides, you
do not know me-" nEf u.--.g.. ,.....s
II shall not need the money" he replied,
quickly, "and as to my knowing you, think
Ido-not you, personally, but your kind"
"That is well saidr' I exclaimed with
heartness, "and accept your offer on one
condition-that If you want the money before
Sunday you win tell me So"
"Why, if I do" he replied, laughing merri-
ly, ssyou will have spent half Of it."
$50 SHALL" said, laughing myself, "but
have watch, and Toledo, no doubt, has
let me call it Mont de Piete.n fu@,1H.E
"Ciertamente!' he cried gayly, and with
word about meeting at dinner, walked rap
idly away, leaving mo to my thoughts.
watched him as he threaded his way across
the square between laden asses and graceful
girls with pitchers, and comparing his slight
upright f~-m with the somber Spaniards who
strutted up and down, keeping, even on this
sunny day, a corner Of the capa over the
mouth, felt proud Of my countryman.
81 do not think" said penitently to Jock
q have not mentioned Jock before, although
he was at that time my constant companion
a collie dog with the long Scotch head and
the tenderest eyes,, II do not think that /
shall be so quick to judge the next man we
meet-and do not understand. All, these
hasty judgments, Jock!" and shook my
head, and Jock his tail. -.ar -:sl /, ye
In due course second remittance came to
hand, and repaid my friend. BY that time
some Of the wonder had felt at his solitary
life in Toledo-Toledo the somber had
passed away. He was not altogether solitary,
prtting myself out Of the question. More
than once, in the archway or on the veranda,
I met a priest coming from his room-a
small, dark, thin faced man with vivid eyes,
Spaniard, of course, who lifted his low
crowned beaver to me and bowed politely.
Once, too, had glimpse of petticoat
whisking out. Moreover, Client seemed to
be doing better trade than had judged
probable from the specimen of his work
which had seen. Not that he told me this
himself He was reserved on the subject,
neither Offering to show me his pictures nor
accepting my proposal that we should do
some work together. But our letters some
times lay on slab inside the outer door, and
could not avoid seeing that he received sew
eral-dealers' letters, was slre-from art
centers-from Dresden and Munich, for in
stance. Once there was letter bearing the
postmark Of st. Petersburg. This seemed
strange in man of his caliber; in man who
was not known to me. And, perhaps, be-
sides puzzling me, it little nettled me also.
My name was not altogether unknown.
Client himself had said pretty things about
his acquaintance with it. Yet had no con-
tinental patrons, no market outside Great
Britain.
If had fallen in with him at Madrid or
Seville I should have known what to think;
Ishould have set him down as one Of those
copyists who live by all great galleries.
And something upon which lit one day in
bis room persuaded me for time that this
! was the case, few as were the works in
Toledo that could pay for the labor Of copy
ing. It was picture, and the only one
saw at any time in bis possession, save the
somber landscape Of which I have spoken.
had run short Of chrome yellow, and
ask him if he could let me have some. II
suppose l cannot get any chrome yellow in
roledo?" began before was well in the
room, ''nor anywhere nearer than Madridr'
He was kneeling on the floor, but sprang
up SO quickly at the sound Of my voice that
hastened to apologize for entering with
out knocking. He did not seem, at once,
TO understand NE. He had been poring
over something placed on the ground where
it would catch the best light, and his first
aim appeared to be to move so as to hide
his from me. "What is it7' he cried harshly.
What do you wantg" Even by that light
could see that his face was pale
"My dear fellow" said, not trying to
hide my surprise, ~ am sorry that entered
without ceremony, and have told you So
came in for nothing in the world but to
ask you if any chrome yellow can be got
nearer than Madrid. I was SO full of my
wants that, seeing the door was unattached, 1
lid not knock at it."
"Was it unlatched!" he asked, glancing at
ne askance.
Ishrugged my shoulders. 'Look for your
'elf," said curtly.
He stepped forward and saw what had
already noticed-that the bolt was shot, but
not into the socket. Something like stifed
curse escaped him. He turned, 1nuttering
that could only get the material needed
( in Madrid
THAT is unfortunate. But what have you
got herem asked, advancing a step into the
room. what a capital bit of painting! It
IS a Ribera, is it nots 1t must be-" And,
forgetting in my eagerness everything save
that had before me singularly good copy
Of fine picture, I actually waved him
aside when he would have interposed. mo
one but Ribera,"I cried, stopping over it,
"could paint those lights and shadows, No
one! 1t is genuine Spagnoletto for hun
dred!"
ut is copy!" burst fr ON him in tone of
vivid contradiction.
"a copy" repeated after him in wonder