The Olneyville times. (Olneyville [Providence, R.I.]) 1887-1917, 1914-06-12

could be no doubt as TO the identity
OF the subject. The face was hers:
'~the velvety, dreamy, soulful eyes that
had haunted him for years. as he now
believed In no sense could the pic
ture be described as a portrait. IL was
study, deliberately arranged and de-
liberately posed for In the artists stu.
dio. He was mystihed, Why should
she. the daughter OF Colonel Castleton,
the grandniece OF an earl. be engaged
In posing for what evidently was
meant 10 be n commercial product OF
this whilom artist?
Turning from a skilmlly colored full
page reproduction, he glanced at first
| casually over the dozen or moro
| sketches and studies on the succeed
ing pages. Many OF them represented
studies OF women's heads and ngures,
with little or no attompt 10 obtain n
likeness. Some were half-draped, show
ing in a sketchy way the long graceful
| lines OF tho haif.nudo figure, OF bare
shoulders and breasts, OF gauze-like
fabrics that but lily concealed impress
sive charms, Suddenly his eyes mar
rowed and sharp exclamation fell
from his lips. He bent closer 10 tho
pages and studied the drawings with
redoubled interest
Then he whistled softly 20 himself. n
token OF simple amazement. The head
OF each OF these remarkable studies
suggested In outline the head and fea-
lures OF Hetty Castletonl She had
been Hawkrights model
The next morning at ten no was at
Southlook. arranging his easel and
canvas in the north end OF the long
living room. where the light from the
| tall French windows afforded abun-
dant and well-distributed light for the
enterprise In hand. Iietty had not yet
appeared. Sara, attred In n loose
morning gown. was watching him from
a comfortable chair In the corner, ono
shapely bare arm behind her head; the
free hand was gracefully employed In
managing n cigarette. He was con.
scious OF the fact that her lazy. half.
alert gaze was upon him all the time.
although she pretended 10 be entirely
Indifferent to the preparations. Dimly
he could sec the faint smile OF inter
est on her lips.
Hetty came I'm. calm, serene and
loveller than ever I'm the clear morn
Ing light. She was wearing tho simple
white gown he had CHOSEN the day be-
fore. II she was conscious OF the
| t-sa h. A
upon her as she gave him her hand
In greeting. she did not appear TO be
In the least disturbed.
you may go away, Sara" sho said
firmly. IL shall be too dreadfully self.
conscious II you are looking on"
Booth looked at her rather sharply.
Sara indolently abandoned her com
Portable chair and left them alone In
the room.
Shall We try few effects, Miss
Castleton7" no inquired. after a period
OF constraint that had It's effect on
both OF them.
Il am in your hands," she said sim.
ply.
lie mado suggestions. She fell into
the position 80 easily. 80 naturally. 80
effectively. that no put aside all previ-
Gus doubts and blurted out:
you have posed before. Miss Cas-
Teton"
She smiled frankly. But not for
really truly portrait" she said.
Such as this is TO be-"
He heBitated an instant. Il think
recall canvas by Maurice Hawk
right" he said, and at once experience
ed a curious sense OF perturbation. IL
WAS not unlike fear.
Instead OF betraying the confusion
or surprise he expected, Miss Castle.
ton merely raised her eyebrows In
quiringly.
What has that TO do with me, Mr.
Booth?" she asked
He laughed awkwardly.
Don't you know his work." he In
qulred. with slight twist OF his lip.
II may have seen his pictures" she
replied, puckerlng her brow as II In
reflection. "Oh," she cried. with a
bright smile OF understanding. Il seel
Yes, have n double--a really remark
able double. Have you never seen Het'
" Glynn. the actress"
II am sure I have not" he said. TAX
Ing a long breath. IL was one OF re.
lief, no remembered afterward. III
she is 80 like you an all that. couldn't
have forgotten her"
"she In quite unknown. believe
she went on, ignoring tho implied com.
pllment "A chorus girl. or something
like that They say she is wonderfully
like me-or was. at least. a few years
ago"
He was silent for few minutes.
studying her face and figure with the
critical eye OF the artist. As he turn
ed to the canvas with his crayon point.
no remarked, with an unmistakable
note Of relief In his voice:
THAT explains everything. II must
have been Hetty Glynn who posed for
all those things OF Hawkrights."
Il dare say" said she indiferently.