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"Don't you go and get engaged, or any such foolishness in a hurry, Lem. Them art-student girls you was tellin' about, I presume they're all right enough; but you wait a while. Young men think it's a kind of miracle if a girl likes 'em, and they're ready to go crazy over it; but it's the most natural thing she can do. You just wait a while.

But I felt suddenly uncomfortable at the thought that, half an hour after her landing, her scanty funds should have passed into his hands. "Is he to travel with you?" I asked. "Only as far as Paris. He is an art-student, in Paris. I wrote to him that I was coming, but I never expected him to come off to the ship. I supposed he would only just meet me at the train in Paris. It is very kind of him.

But he is very kind, and very bright." I instantly became conscious of an extreme curiosity to see this bright cousin who was an art-student. "He is gone to the banker's?" I asked. "Yes, to the banker's.

I was wondering what her cousin was, in vulgar parlance, "up to." I looked up and down the street, but saw nothing that looked like a bright American art-student. At last I took the liberty of observing that Havre was hardly a place to choose as one of the æsthetic stations of a European tour. It was a place of convenience, nothing more; a place of transit, through which transit should be rapid.

By a fortunate chance, however, such an interview was recently possible. The questions had been borne in upon me: By what art or influence has this teacher attracted so large a following? What is it which brings to her side not only the society girl but the serious art-student and young teacher?

Means were forthcoming to enable the art-student to quit Edinburgh in 1736 for Rome. He remained there during three years, receiving instruction from Francesco Solimena, called also l'Abate Ciccio, and one Imperiali, an artist of less fame. Of both it may be said, however, that they did little enough to stay the downfall of Italian art.

Evidently Wickert deemed his news to be of special import; he was quite bloated, conversationally. He now dallied with it. "Since when have you been taking in disguised millionaires, Mrs. Brashear?" "I was in Sherry's restaurant last night," said the offhand Wickert. "I didn't read about any fire there," said the jocose Hainer, pointing his sally with a wink at Lambert, the art-student.

And to behold him now, seeking small loans with plaintive condescension, sponging for breakfast on an art-student of nineteen, a fallen Don Juan who had neglected to die at the propitious hour, had a colour of romance for young imaginations. His name and his bright past, seen through the prism of whispered gossip, had gained him the nickname of "The Admiral."

"Shall I really have to have this strange girl?" I asked, addressing nobody in particular and not expecting a reply. "You need not have her," said the Man of Wrath composedly, "but you will. You will write to-day and cordially invite her, and when she has been here twenty-four hours you will quarrel with her. I know you, my dear." "Quarrel! I? With a little art-student?"

I began to say to myself, "Isn't it time the women lent a hand?" 'Doin' pretty well fur a dumb lady! 'Would you have women magistrates? She was stumped by the suddenness of the query. 'Haw! haw! Magistrates and judges! Women! 'Let 'em prove first they're able to It was more than the shabby art-student could stand. 'The schools are full of them! he shouted. 'Where's their Michael Angelo?

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