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Eltinge's workman that the old gentleman would be absent from home the entire day, and thus feeling secure from interruption, he entered the quite, shady place in which had begun the symphony which was now ending in such harsh discord.
What work was it that so absorbed you yesterday afternoon that you ceased to be human in your needs?" "Miss Mayhew, you have been laughing at me in your sleeve ever since you came this morning. I shall take my revenge on you at once by heaping coals of fire on your head," and he turned towards her a large picture, all of which was yet in outline, save Mr. Eltinge's bust and face.
Eltinge's influence and teaching without violating any confidence," and in harmony with the frank and friendly relations which he now sustained to Miss Burton, he related his experience of the previous day, remaining scrupulously reticent on every point, however, that he even imagined Ida would wish veiled from the knowledge of others.
Indeed, indeed, it will never do for me to come here again, and if you can make such a marvellous likeness of Mr. Eltinge as you have, I scarcely think there will be any need." "My success with Mr. Eltinge's portrait is the result of a few happy strokes that I might not be able to give again if I tried a year.
"I beg your pardon!" said the preoccupied young man, starting at the sound of his name. Miss Burton repeated her question. But in the meantime it was evident a severe conflict was going on in Ida Mayhew's mind. How could she obey Mr. Eltinge's injunction to be honest and true, if she let this false impression concerning her behavior in the stage remain?
Eltinge's guidance, and that is why I come here. Now you know all the mystery there is about the faulty girl in whom circumstances have given you a passing interest. Since you knew so much that was against me, perhaps you will not think it strange that I was willing you should learn what is now in my favor. It is simply this I've found a Divine Friend who will help me live a better life."
"If only I had Julian Eltinge's shape, I'd wear it to the show for you myself." "That's all it needs now," retorted Emma grimly. Whereupon, Grace Galt spoke up in her clear, decisive voice. "Wait a minute," she said quietly. "I'm going to wear that skirt at the fashion show." "You!" cried the three, like a trained trio. "Why not?" demanded Grace Galt, coolly. Then: "No; don't tell me why not.
He learned eventually that it was the spiritual radiance of the noblest self-sacrifice of which a woman is capable. "Mr. Van Berg," she said, in tones that were quiet and firm, "please take Mr. Eltinge's seat, for I wish to speak to you as a friend." He obeyed mechanically, without removing his eyes from her face.
They had now reached Mr. Eltinge's gate, and Van Berg stepped out to open it. But before doing so, he turned to his companion, and with eyes moist with feeling, said earnestly: "Miss Mayhew, circumstances might have given me but a passing interest in you, but YOU have won an abiding interest.
"I may make a painter, but I never will anything else;" and early on Tuesday he went doggedly to work on Mr. Eltinge's picture. His perplexed and jarring thoughts gradually ceased their discord as he became absorbed in his loved and familiar tasks.
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