The Olneyville times. (Olneyville [Providence, R.I.]) 1887-1917, 1904-06-24

closed, and they practically forgot a
: about IT,
1t was some months afterward tina
Violet was calling on Mrs Maplcto
In Park Lane. She was introduced an
found herself sitting next 10 a ma
o whose name she did not catch. Thcr
were few people In the rooms and aC
cOrdingly conversation became NOR
or less easy.
The subject drfted 10 artlsts-afte
the theatres and such topics had beer
exhausted; and she asked him why art
lists were always so slovenly
"Slovenlyf' he said, smiling I'll
that an invariablc rule?'
II have always found II So" she re
piled.
"Then I expect artists have known
you better than you have known
them"
How do you meanT she asked.
"Well, you couldn't have seen many
artists-whereas many artists have
seen you. Now. try TO pride myself
on the fact that am not sloveuly.
really dislike dirt"
But are you an artist"
Sometimes hope so-and, some
| times / am told so"
"Oh, | am 50 sorry. / shall never
generalize again"
"YOu are generalizing even when you
say that"
She smiled amusedly.
agE n n
she said I'm afraid when Mrs. Ma.
pleton introduced you that didn't
quite catch it,"
"Stalnes," he replied quite un.
known to you, Of course. In fact IL
you told me was not an artist, could
not contradict you"
Where do you oXhibit?' she said.
She noticed that the blood flushed to
his face. and In one instant her instinct
told her that IL was he who had
painted the portrait of her at the
Bohemian Gallery,
81 think I must nave seen some OF
your work." she said. before he had
time 10 reply. "Dldn't you exhibit at
the Bohemian Gallery-'The Study Of
a Beauty think you called the pic
ture" And then she in turn flushed.
How did you know he asked.
deductions. You see, you had put
your initials on the picture"
yes. that was foolish of me-"
"Why"
"Because--well. because IL was dar-
ing, when | had not obtained your
leave"
But how did you do Il without me
to sit for you?" she asked
Forgive me if [ would rather not
say" he said
She saw that he felt very much ON
barrasscd
"Well. Is II still not for salc?" she
asked. after moments pause.
Yes. 1t will never be sold"
you wouldn't sell IL to me IL |
offered you-well, any price for it?'
'No. Please don't ask me. I'm
afraid that I couldn't"
Violet relapscd into silence She
felt that he was inexorablc. At this
moment the hostess separated them.
A beauty's time at reception is not
her own.
She held ont her hand when saying
gOod.by TO him.
you must come and see my father"
she said. "Hc will be very pleased TO
meet you. Don't sell it, she added.
"No," he replied, dcterminedly. For,
to tell the truth, would far sooner
give It."
A few days aftcrward he called; and
after that followed an invitation To
dinner As they sat over their nuts
Sir Wilfrid turned 10 his guest
Tell me-" he said, how you man
aged those marvellous sketches OF my
daughter?"
He looked up at the picture, which
was now In his possession.
I'D rather not" StaiNs replied.
81 would rather you did" Sir Wilfrld
said, smiling
"Well," he said. at length. II went
to every place where I knew that |
should see her, and made studies Of
every attitude and every feature; then
took them home to improve upon with
my memory | have hundreds more"
he added laughingly.
"Hmw said Sir Wilfrid "And what
made you so fascinated with hcr-ch?"
StainCs' face was scarlet in a
moment. "Tm not the only one who
has felt the same. sir" he said. awk.
wardiy.
You mean that you-you love herr"
Sir Wilfrid said gruilly but not un.
| kindly.
IL should only be afraid to tell her
So" he rcpli 'd
Sir Wilfrd lit cigar well. she's in
the drawing ROOM" he said. shortly.
You'd better go along and see whether
she's afraid TO hear it,"
Another wonderful portrait OF Sir
WllfrId Lowry's only daughter was in
the Academy the following yearly
her husband New York Weekly.