The aegis & intelligencer. [volume] (Bel Air, Md.) 1864-1923, 1899-05-19
SCOVGLL'S
MOOD
NYNFH.

hours, she always counted ut least half an
hour OF that day lost to her cmpioyc:-to
be spent in what she considered useless
chatter, certainly not i'll the earning of
professional fees.
Thi. time sIcovcIl had II perfectly COED
reason for his intrusion. He was in scri-
Gus trouble of mind. He was Il painter,
the time left him for tho completion of
what nc expected TO be his great work WIS
desperately short, and the browning glory
of the picture seemed unuttainablc.
"If / don t get that momcntary, flccting
expression OF the face and that gesture"
he said to is friend VIXEN his turn had Mt
last come ard he had been admitted to the
consulting room, Tho whole thing is
failure"
whats tic matter with your model"
Blandford asked.
Il don't know. I don't say anything
is the matter with her. Physically she is
splendid. Dut how in the name of reason
could L ever hive expected simple girl
like that To understand tho expression of
studied shyncss that would come on the
face of "a wood nymph who is awakened
from sleep by the footstep of faun?
What does Emma know about fauns and
wood nymphs:''
his friend asked.
Notwithstanding to get except the
facial cxprcssion--GGd tho movement Of
tl:c hand. When you come to think of it,
though, those two are eyCrything-thc
whole valua Of the picture
YIN sorry ! can't prescribe something
that vii! quicken your models intclii-
g"ncc. old ii:..n. GuI ought TO tell her To
imagine that She's been taking "a nap and
hears souCh,,,ly coming behind her To win
Il pair Of gloves. Shr might understand
that better than the classical idea. -
by lingo! cicuvcli suddenly cjaculat
ed. by Jupiter, by Pan, I've got it,
Hypnoti<m is the thing, and you arc the
man 10 work it. I'd have come to you
lont; ago If IA thought of that. >
How DO you know can hypnotiZo
your llnd2l?''
You must try
NO, - said the doctor III tell you
better way. The picture is al! finished
bus the facc?"
the face and tho right hand"
"Thcn you must let Emma go and paint
in those from my hypnotic subject. Bring
your traps here day after tomorrow at 4 in
the Afternoon. Now get out and let mo
earn EIy living. so long"
Scovell on the morning Of the appointed
day had his canvaS---a fresh canvas for u
study of the face and hand-concealed,
with an easel and other apparatus, III
closet off Blandford's inner Office. At
in the afternoon he made his appearance,
ready for work.
He found quiet, ladylike girl talking
with the doctor. She WAS dressed in street
costume and had only just laid aside hat
one of his patients.
Scovell was not Sanguino az he looked
mt the face he expected to paint. 1t was
not by any means the face of an immortal.
There was nothing classic about it. 1t
WIS the fare OF IL pretty, honest, rather
timil working girl of the nineteenth cen
tury.
Tho operation of hyprotiaing tho sub
jcct was begun ly Elandtord with hardly
Il word of preface. She, ON Eur part. up
pcarcd to regard it rs matter of routine
and made Eot the slightest objection to
the presence of a-third person.
She was sitting in the same chair in
which scovcH had found her when he en-
tered and from which she had not stirred.
After ii few of the well known passes and
movements of the operators fingers over
her head the girl was fast asleep uppar-
emily.
Nov bring on your easel, said Bland
ford.
Then he began talking to his patient.
Mary, open your eyes" She opened
her eyes slowly. Nov tell NE who is in
the room"
"You," said Mary
You don't see anybody clsc:"
NO"
Now, Scovell," he sail, turning to the
artist, 'do you want her to be u wood
nymph?"
Can she do it,"
Just watch"
The girl was following Blandford with
her eyes, but did not seem to see the other
man.
Mary" said the doctor, this is
beautiful forest, isn't it? You are sitting
at the foot OF u tree. What kind of a tree
is ity''
It's an oak, " said the girl, speaking
softly.
Yes" said the doctor. "Hore, sit
down on this beautiful soft moss on the
roots. J."
Mary slid from the chair to the floor
and guided by the doctor, found her way
to the legs of a large and heavy table,
against which she leaned.
Ism u TINS warm oay? SAID Bland
ford. Inc sun Is very bright III the open,
but there Is u NICE shade under the OAK,
isn't there? think you re going to tai
asleep"
There WIS the girl leaning against the
table, u perfect picture Of relaxed, Hxuri-
Gus. summer indolcncC. her eyes closed
and Il sweet smile over her features
'Th&t'S splendid pose" said Scovell,
Out want the expression of the taca
when she ;swakr>"
An right" said Blandford. Then he
kncrlcd on the floor and spoke in u low
whisper To- tie ;-irl: Mary! Don t move,
or yuu may make - noise. There's some. |
h.dy coming s',ftly !'rhind the tree to steal |
IL kiss :roIn you and win q pair of gloves. |
Listen
Instantly Mary's eyes were open, and |
there was IN expression half shy, half |
alarmed, ON her face. The lips were part
cd With slight smile. She was plainly |
hlEshing.
t'SrulTnuiI ~ said SpOVpll pSritpIly