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Updated: June 4, 2025
At the other end of the ledge, James Rutlidge set his rifle behind the rock. Deliberately, the two men removed their coats and threw aside their hats. For a moment they stood eyeing each other. Into Aaron King's mind flashed the memory of that scene at the Fairlands depot, when, moved by the distress of the woman with the disfigured face, he had first spoken to the man who faced him now.
Certainly by all means if you feel that way about it " his consent and approval ending in a paroxysm of coughing that left him weak and breathless, and nearly eliminated him from the question, altogether. When the Fairlands Heights party had departed, Conrad Lagrange looked the artist up and down. "Well," he growled harshly, in his most brutal tones, "what is it?
While the travelers from the East, bound for Fairlands, were waiting at the Junction for the local train that would take them through the orange groves to their journey's end, the young man noticed the woman of the observation car platform with her two companions.
At three o'clock, the following afternoon, the little party from Fairlands Heights came to view, the portrait Or, as Conrad Lagrange said, while the automobile was approaching the house, "Well, here they come 'The Age', accompanied by 'Materialism', 'Sensual', and 'Ragtime' to look upon the prostitution of Art, and call it good."
Very often, too, the big touring car from the house on Fairlands Heights stopped in front of the cottage, while the occupants inspected the premises, and with many exclamations of flattering praise, and a few suggestions made manifest their interest. In time, it was finished and ready from the big easel by the great, north window in the studio, to the white-jacketed Yee Kee in the kitchen.
Taine sat, that afternoon, one could have looked down upon all Fairlands. One might, indeed, have done better than that. Looking over the wealth of semi-tropical foliage that save for the tower of the red-brick Y.M.C.A. building, the white, municipal flagstaff, and the steeples and belfries of the churches hid the city, one might have looked up at the mountains.
Sibyl explained her failure to bring home a catch of trout, with the simple statement that she had not fished; and then to her companion's amazement burst into tears; begging to return at once to their little home in Fairlands. Myra Willard thought that she understood, better than the girl herself, why, for the first time in her life, Sibyl wished to leave the mountains.
When I first come to the mountains, after living in Fairlands all winter, I always dance the mountains feel so big and strong.
The artist could find no words that would answer. In silence, the two men turned away from the mountains, and started back along the avenue by which they had come. When they had walked some little distance, the young man said, "This is your first visit to Fairlands, Mr. Lagrange?" "I was here last year" answered the other "here and in the hills yonder. Have you been much in the mountains?"
"I have never happened to hear you, myself," said Mrs. Taine smoothly, "but my friends who live next door Mr. Lagrange and Mr. King have told me about you." "Oh!" The girl's voice was vaguely troubled, while the other, watching, saw the blush that colored her warmly tinted cheeks. "It is good of you to play for them," continued the woman from Fairlands Heights, casually.
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