The Richmond Virginian. (Richmond, Va.) 1910-1920, 1913-03-23

Probably d-black horse) was coy
I for q time, before he succumbed to
| temptation. On my return I found
my visitor in the studio. She had said
! that she knew little about pictures.
| She knew more than little, good
deal, in fact, and talked most intel
| iigently about them. ] don't say this
| simply because she tried before she
went, to buy some of mine. When
| declined to sell she seemed put out
| But surely these prints of yours
arent's the work of an amateur" she
said You sell?
| "Oh, yes, I sell--when I can. But
! don't sell without a good bit Of bar
! gaining; particularly when / suspect
my purchaser of wishing to make
amends by a purchase"
| 1T isn't that all at ALL" she said
earnestly. II want the pictures for
/ themselves.
! Call this a preliminary then, and
come back when you have more
! time"
| She shook her head. and there was
! shadow over the brightness Of her
/ face I'm afraid not" she sair. But
/ I have enjoyed talking again with
some one who knows and loves the
best in art. After all" she added
with a note of determination, almost
/ of defiance, "there is no reason why
! shouldn't sometime
Then I may look for you argain."
| I asked.
She nodded as she moved out across
! the porch IF you'll promise to sell
me any print / may choose. Good by
/ And thank you so much, Mr.. Sedg-
! kick"
! She held out her hand IT was a
! hand for "A sculptor to model, as beau
/ tiful and full of character as her face
! Comment by c. X: RashD After
ward ! remembered that never gain
/ in our friendship did see It unGloved
/ Comment by c. K: "Bosh' re
tracted. Some observation In thatD
Au revoir. then" I said but you
have the advantage Of me, you see.
/ 1 don't know what to call you at all"
She hesitated; then, with a little
soft culver of her eyeiids which
afterwards learned to identify as an
/ evidence of amusement, said, ''Daw
IS nice name. don't you think ~
( Comment by c. X: False name. of
/ is Marjorie) by the way, what time
/ is it,"
| Quarter to five, Miss Daw.
She smiled at the name. King
Cole will have to do his best. if l am
TO be back for dinner. Good-by."
| Comment by c. X: Good! The place
| where she is staying is good way
| of. assuming a ssven-thirty dinner
hour: say twelve TO fifteen miles,
That was the first of many visits,
Of days that grew in radiance for me-
1t isn't necessary for me TO tell you.
Kent, how in our talks ] came to di-
wine in her spirit as wistful and pure
as her face. You do not want a love
! story from me: yet that is what IL
was for me almost from the first. Not
! openly, though. There was that about
/ her which held me at arms length:
the mystery of her. her quickly given
/ trust in me. a certain strained look
that came into her face. like the
/ startled attention of a wild thing
poised for fight. whenever
touched upon the personal note. Not
/ that / ever questioned her That was
] the understanding between us: that
/ should leave her incognita without
/ effort TO penetrate 1t.
I While I talked, sketched her and
studied her. Young as she seemed
! she had been much about the world
knew her Europe, had met and talked
/ with men Of many pursuits, and had
| taken from all sources tribute for her
mind and color for her imagination.
! She had read widely toes and had an
| individual habit of thought. Cont bin
ed with her cosmopolifanism was a
/ quaint and profound purity of stand
ards ! remember her saysing once
/ Ii was one of her rare flashes Of
/ self-revela toni am an anomaly
and an anachronism, Puritan in
modern society" After her first visit
she did not ride on her horse; but
came across lots and through the side
hedge, swinging down the hillside
yonder with her light dipping stride
that ,.lways recalled to me the swoop
Of swallow. her gloved hands usually
holding q slended stick.
All those sketches that you saw
were but studies for a more serious
attempt tn catch and fix her person
atty Comment by G. X; Couldn't
he have given me in two words her
height and approximate weight ? }
/ did il IN pastel, and, If | missed
something Of her tendre and change
full coloring, ! al least caught the in
effahle usefulness of her expression.
the look of one hoping against hope
for an unConfcssed happiness Prob
ably I had put more of myself into
it than / had meant. A man is likely
TO when he paints with his heart as
we'll as his brain and hand. When il
was done l made little frame for it,
and lettered on the frame this line
And her eyes dreamed gainst a
distant goal"
1t was the next day that she
read the line. I saw the color die
from heF lace anu Aoou uaEh again
why did you set that line there -
/ she breathed, her eyes fixed on me
with a strange expression. comment
/ by c. X: Rossetti again. The dead wo-
man of the beach quoted THE House
4 OF Life" also1
! why net ?" I asked. ut seems 10
1 express something in YOU which ! have
/ tried to embody in the picture. Don I
/ you like it?"
( She repeated the line softly, maxi
/ ing pure music of Ii, Il love it." she
said.
/ At that. I spoke as it is given TO
( a man TO speak TO one woman in the
world whe nhe has found her. She
/ listened, with her eyes on the pic
tured face But when / said to her.
| "You. who have all my heart, and
| whose name, even. | have not--is