The Olneyville times. (Olneyville [Providence, R.I.]) 1887-1917, 1902-10-31

ThOTne ana his companions made the
cafes in the Latin Quarter Of Paris
ring with their merTiment until late
hour, when Cecil returned 10 his lodg-
ing, intoxicated with the thought OF
the morrow. He spent a half hour or
so in his studio, and after making n
few final arrangements started for his
attic bedroom. AS he passed the door
Of Ninette's apartments he wondered
If she slept. Then, at sudden recol-
lection OF his hopes, and all they meant
10 him. he broke into a merry whistle,
and mounted light-heartedly TO his own
last straw.
Tomorrow" she thought II will
not forget that | have helped you 10
put warmth and soul into her eyes
You think you shall find fame tO-mor-
row, and that the fair.haired, cold
hearted English girl will help you 10
rejoice; but you do not know Ninettew
Springing from her couch she felt for
matches, but could find none. mo
matter" she said. II know the easel
well. Have ] not watched him bend
ing over 1t as though he loved the
canvas itself? Dieu! you should have
exhibited Ninette" Noiselessly, vim
dctvely, she groped her way along the
dark passage into the studio. Not even
n moonbeam to assist her feet over
the cold stone floor. Hattie caselr'
she gave little cry Of pain as her
tender foot came In contact with the
sharp edge. Then, Selling a wet brush,
with delri6us Joy she drew IL again
and again across the picture, smear
ing beyond recognition every corner Of
the canvas. THERE she said. as she
threw down the brush and started TO
leave the studio. There! Mademois-
ellie Yellow Hair-I hate golden hair
at least. ! should hate II If Cecil had
not golden hair"
The thought OF Cecils fair hair,
which she had so often covered with
ardent kisses, recalled her to a moment
Of sudden reproach. What had she
done? She who pretended TO love
Cecil had destroyed the result of
whole half years toll and his hope OF
fortune, and perhaps-yes, that selfish
perhaps" swept over her with over
whelmng force, and the little criminal
crept back 10 her chamber. threw her
self upon her couch, and there re-
mained till her restless slumber was
disturbed by the sound of Cecirs foot
steps entering the studio.
She awoke with n start He was
walking toward the easel. She dared
not 90 to him; she would wait till the
first outburst Of his passion had passed.
For n long time there was absolute
silence in the studio. At last. unable
longer 10 bear the suspense, she tim
idly opened the studio door and looked
in. All trace of the defiant insolence
which made her so bewitching had
vanished, and she paused submissively.
awaiting the volley of reproof which
she felt she so richly deserved In
stead Of this. Cecil smiled at beholding
her and advanced 10 meet her, and she
felt half afraid.
All there you are ma cherie. Come
and see what some villainous hand has
done"
"No. no." answered Ninettc, still
questioning his sanity. 81 cannot look
upon il. oh, Cecil. you have driven
me mad with jealousy
Jealousy. ma cherie2 What on
earth are you talking about? DO you
not believe that love you fondly--
devotedly-"
stop! You called her dear Cecil,
answer me this-do you love the fair
Julia who sits for The DAWN"
Love her--of course debut not
as / love you"
There. you confess! will not
share your love with her l was sorry
did Il. but now | am glad-glad!
You would be famous with her por-
trait and she would he glad with you.
Is II not so?-you dare not deny IT.
why. Ninette, how strangely you
talk, Would she not be an unnatural
woman not to he glad of her brothers
success"
Brother almost shrieked Ninette-
Brother She is your sister, Cecil"
My dear child do you mean TO tell
me you have not known thatT
why have you never told me that
beforeY'
why. Ninette. never dreamed that
you did not know IL. Every one else
knows il. and you have never spoken
of this before"
mo. | could not bear To speak Of
her. and heard nothing of your talk
| do not understand your English talk.
And now-oh. Cecil Cecil, the picture
the villainous hand"
"Oh. yes, to bc sure: nearly forgot
the picture with your wild talk. | say.
Ninette what good thing The Dawn
had been removed from the caSel"'
Ninettc burst into loud laugh.
Removed? Say It again. Cecil! II
was removed and ii was not her pic
ture that i oh. what would you
have done?"
Then the painter realized FOR the first
time what she had intended TO do.
You little vixen!' IA said seriously:
did you do il. and did YOU mean TO
/ spoil The Dawn An. black indeed
would have been the dawn for me. my
little madcap! came in late last
night and packed up The Dawn TO
send away and set this head on the
easel the last thing before leaving the
studio All. Ninette. you are really too
| bad
But she was not listening. She knew
how 10 make her peace with him.
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