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He bent closer to the pages and studied the drawings with redoubled interest. Then he whistled softly to himself, a token of simple amazement. The head of each of these remarkable studies suggested in outline the head and features of Hetty Castleton! She had been Hawkright's model!
"Why do you look at me in that way, Mr. Booth?" she cried, with a nervous little laugh. "Do you mean to say you er that is, you don't know Hawkright's work?" "Is that so very strange?" she inquired plaintively. "By Jove," he muttered, quite taken aback. "I don't understand. I'm flabbergasted." "Please explain yourself," she said stiffly.
"I suppose there is no doubt that Miss Castleton will accept him," she mused aloud. "We are assuming, of course, that Leslie means to ask her," said Leslie's mother, with infinite patience. "I only mentioned it because it is barely possible she may have other fish to fry." "Fish?" "A figure of speech, my dear." And it set Mrs. Wrandall to thinking. HAWKRIGHT's MODEL
As he turned to the canvas with his crayon point, he remarked, with an unmistakable note of relief in his voice: "That explains everything. It must have been Hetty Glynn who posed for all those things of Hawkright's." "I dare say," said she indifferently. The next day he appeared bright and early with his copy of the Studio. "There," he said, holding it before her eyes.
"I have been sure of it, dear, from the beginning," he said quietly. Then her tongue was loosed. The words rushed to her lips. "I was Hawkright's model for six months. I posed for all those studies, and for the big canvas in the academy. It was either that or starvation. Oh, you will hate me you must hate me." He laid his hand on her hair, a calm smile on his lips.
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