The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1900-02-04
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anybody. Carroll found the young mans
pass key, opened the door, dragged him
in and dumped him on the couch.
Then he lit the gas and looked at Ca
reys crumpled figure and at the girls
face. In five minutes Carroll had the pic
ture down and the photograph cut out
of the frame. Then he took pad of pa
per and pencil, sat down on the edge
of the table, and made quick sketch Of
the slumberer. This he fixed into the
gray frame and hung 1t In the place the
photograph had occupied The latter he
pocketed, and then. as an afterthought,
scrubbed a note and stuck the leaf with
a postage stamp on corner Of the
frame -
Dear Maestro" 1t said. ST have ven
tured to alter a detail of your decorative
scheme. I'm more sensitive to such
things than you may have supposed.
fail to see any place on your walls where
the photograph would compose, so will
take 1t with me.
'P. Slave decided to take your ad-
vice also, ard a vacation"
At first glance Carroll thought he
would scarcely have known Miss Everett
for the original Of the photograph-but
she was even more paintable.
corted by a man in flannels. tennis
racket on her shoulder-the type Of
bounding youth and spirit. Nothing less
like the poetess Of 'Heartsease, the
pensive nymph of the picture which then
reposed In CAROLS pocket, could be
imagined. But she had stunning color;
her hair was warm brown in shadow
and glinted red in the light; her eyes
were WILDLY blue.
ILL I1,1 f0yr aAd
three opinions First, that if Miss Ever
EFT wrote pretty little verses. she did 1t
II secret, AMI did not take the matter
seriously Second, that she was de-
cidedly not gushing" If she had sent
photograph to stranger merely be-
cause his music pleased her. Third, that
she had no sentimental history.
One Harry Delaney, almost the only
other man in the place, who had known
Miss Everett in Baltimore, Carroll at
Yale, ard who performed the ceremony
of introduction, described her as no end
Jolly, but 'cruel fond" of chatting.
Could she have written those melan-
choly haunting little songs? Could she
ever have worn the subtle brooding look
of the photograph?
BY way of resolving this doubt Carroll
one afternoon picked up guitar mo-
mentarily relinquished by Delaney
VINO nau gone obeoleutiy " hurry up
Miss Eeverett's horse-and played the
preluding chords of "Heartsease.'
The girl was standing, In her riding
dress, talking to two or three people.
Carroll sang in al undertone, as though
to himself She broke off in the middle
Of sentence, listening, the quick color
flashing up in her face. For moment
as she stood motionless her face, half
averted, took on the still look Of the
h. exfr
tied eyes met CAROLS. It was on that
same day that a letter came from Carey.
IL had been sent quite at venture, tor
Carroll had left no address, and, indeed.
had been uncertain when he started as
to the direction of his fight. He had felt
only that he wanted to get away from
Carey, from his finished picture, which he
had vanished the night of his departure,
from the noise and heat of >the city. 1t
was natural. enough that. when he mad
made up his mind for the mountains. the
place of Miss Everett's temporary abode,
should occur to HMM default. of any
other possessing even that vague attrac-
ton. What was curious was that Carey
should also have hit upon this line OF
reasoning. He expressed, indeed. the idea
that Carroll would be Iikelyto follow up
his theft of the photograph by other con-
/ duct unbecoming a gentleman. Who
knew that he wouldn't even try to pass
himself off as the composer of Hearts
ease and +.A Gray Day" with the
photograph for proof? Carey, after In
timating this suspicion, complained or
being deserted and deprived even of the
keys to CarrolPs studio and sideboard.
He said that it was beastly hot; that he
hadn't any money, and wound up by
request for a loan. Carroll, abusing him.
self for "a fool, wrote a check and an
30, LAT
ter, and dropped the musky- lavender
sheet into his waste basket. Then he
strapped his tools together and went out,
down the road along which, an hour be-
fore, Miss Everett had ridden with her
escort Below the bluff, on the edge of
which he established himself, lay green
valley, out Of which in late afternoons
blue mist rose. curling in faint wreaths
along the wooded mountain sides. He
was hard at work when the riders came
back up the winding road; so absorbed
that he barely noticed their approach
and did not turn his head. Miss Everett
pulled up her horse and called out to
him gaily:
ST know It's impertinent. but may
come and see? 1 love that valley"
She slipped off her horse, and with the
bride reins over her arm. came toward
him.
said. carslessly. Il shall make another at
the same hour tomorrow-and probably
another after that
''I see. Would you mind IL I came
another time and watched you for five
minutes? I'll keep quite STILL
ooh, If you really want to, of course
only I'm afraid you won't find 1t very
interesting said Carroll, brusquely. He
was not fond of being watched at work,
ha nod 81 of M r
ronizing chaperone or a frankly bored
| young man, such as now waited to re-
| mount Miss Everett. OF the two he
would have preferred the young man.
| Still docs she never stir without one at
| her heeis?" he asked himself with some
irritation. OF course she was too conven-
| tional to come alone, If she came at all.
| But come she did next day. and alone,
Sit down and don't say a world" was
his greeting. He painted away furiously.
| The second sketch was going better than
| the first, and he had bent his whole at.
| tention on catching just this effect be-
| fore the light changed At last he was
able to turn and look at the girl. She
| sat on the prone trunk of tree, chin
| on palm, elbow on knee. her profile clear
| cut against pure angle Of blue sky.
| Carroll looked at her with eyes half
| shut.
| "Oh, I say: Just sit like that a min.
ute, will you? Don't move, please"
| Miss Everett appeared amused and a
| little startled. The ready color creT's
up into her cheeks. but she kept the
| pose.
| Carroll made a rapid pencil drawing
on a leaf Of his sketch book which
! bulged uutidily with loose scraps Of pa,
per. @e rss' @"5 - e
That's very good Of you." he said in
|
rather brusque; but couldn't resist"
MAY I see?" she asked.