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A movement known as the Reveil had meanwhile been stirring the dry-bones of Calvinistic orthodoxy in Holland. Its first leaders were Bilderdijk, De Costa and Capadose. Like most religious revivals, this movement gave rise to extravagancies and dissensions.
They came round on either side of the table and met while the gentlemen dawdled before going out. 'And do you mean that your friend was literally buried alive? asked Lyon, in some suspense. Colonel Capadose looked at him a moment, as if he had already lost the thread of the conversation. Then his face brightened and when it brightened it was doubly handsome.
'Ah, that wouldn't suit me; I must paint my picture, said Lyon. 'But do they mind your speaking of it? Some people who have a good ghost are very proud of it, you know. What answer Colonel Capadose was on the point of making to this inquiry our hero was not to learn, for at that moment their host had walked into the room accompanied by three or four gentlemen.
'The picture has been smashed, Lyon continued. 'Smashed? Ah, what did you do that for? Mrs. Capadose asked, standing there before him in all her clear, rich beauty. Now that she looked at him she was impenetrable. 'I didn't I found it so with a dozen holes punched in it! 'I say! cried the Colonel. Lyon turned his eyes to him, smiling. 'I hope you didn't do it?
'Oh, he has got it in one of his castles; I don't know which you know he has so many. He sent us, before he left India to return the compliment a magnificent old vase. 'That was more than the thing was worth, Lyon remarked. Colonel Capadose gave no heed to this observation; he seemed to be thinking of something.
Lyon listened to her without protest, without interruption, while he bent forward at his work, and at last he said: 'Well, if you won't take it why not let him sit for me for my own pleasure and profit? Let it be a favour, a service I ask of him. It will do me a lot of good to paint him and the picture will remain in my hands. 'How will it do you a lot of good? Mrs. Capadose asked.
Lyon was alone with Colonel Capadose for some moments before their companions, in varied eccentricities of uniform, straggled in, and he perceived that this wonderful man had but little loss of vital tissue to repair.
Capadose did not know was the way that during these weeks he neglected other orders: women have no faculty of imagination with regard to a man's work beyond a vague idea that it doesn't matter. In fact Lyon put off everything and made several celebrities wait. There were half-hours of silence, when he plied his brushes, during which he was mainly conscious that Everina was sitting there.
'Yes, yes; she could have done the job in three seconds, except that the picture wasn't out. 'My dear fellow, don't curse me! but of course I dragged it out. 'You didn't put it back? Lyon asked tragically. 'Ah, Clement, Clement, didn't I tell you to? Mrs. Capadose exclaimed in a tone of exquisite reproach. The Colonel groaned, dramatically; he covered his face with his hands.
Capadose was attached to her husband. But after a little he rejoined: 'Oh, not this one! I knew her years ago before her marriage; knew her well and admired her. She was as clear as a bell. 'I like her very much, Sir David said, 'but I have seen her back him up. Lyon considered Sir David for a moment, not in the light of a model. 'Are you very sure?
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