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"Now you are beyond me," said Malcolm. "I don't know what you mean." So Lenorme had to tell him the old Armoric tale which Tennyson has since rendered so lovelily, for, amongst artists at least, he was one of the earlier borrowers in the British legends.
Who is this Mr Graham of yours? He must be no common man." "You are right there, sir; there is not another like him in the whole world, I believe." And thereupon Malcolm set himself to give the painter an idea of the schoolmaster. When they had talked about him for a little while, "Well, all this accounts for your being a scholar," said Lenorme; "but "
But no; that would not fit. They are both too young, and " "You read Shakspere, I see," said Lenorme, "as well as Epictetus." "I do a good deal," answered Malcolm. "But please tell me what you painted this for." Then Lenorme told him the parable of Novalis, and Malcolm saw what the poet meant.
He thanked her heartily, and said he would be on his guard; he would neither eat nor drink in the house. She crept softly away. He secured the door, lay down, and trying to think fell asleep. When he woke his brain was clear. The very next day, whether Lenorme came or not, he would declare himself.
When would it be convenient for you to go and look at some horses with me, Mr Lenorme?" he said. "I shall be at home all tomorrow," answered the painter, "and ready to go with you any time you like to come for me." As he spoke he held out his hand, and they parted like old friends. The next morning, Malcolm took Kelpie into the park, and gave her a good breathing.
"How am I to do that?" said Lenorme, not that he did not see what Malcolm meant, or agree with it: he wanted to make him talk. "How can I, who never drew a stroke, or painted anything but the gunnel of a boat, tell you that?" rejoined Malcolm. "It is your business.
The chief cause of Malcolm's anxiety had been, and perhaps still was, Lord Liftore. In his ignorance of Mr Lenorme there might lie equal cause with him, but he knew such evil of the other that his whole nature revolted against the thought of his marrying his sister.
She never suspected that Caley had sent his lordship's groom to follow her until the direction of her ride should be evident, but took his appearance without question, as a loverlike attention, and rode home with him, talking the whole way, and cherishing a feeling of triumph over both Malcolm and Lenorme. Had she not a protector of her own kind?
"There," she said, "take that note to Mr Lenorme. I have asked him to help you in the choice of a horse." "What price would you be willing to go to, my lady?" "I leave that to Mr Lenorme's judgment and your own," she added. "Thank you, my lady," said Malcolm, and was leaving the room, when Florimel called him back.
"Get the horses, Malcolm, as fast as you can." "If my Lord Liftore should come before we start?" he suggested. "Make haste," returned his mistress, impatiently. Malcolm did make haste, and so did Florimel. What precisely was in her thoughts who shall say, when she could not have told herself? But doubtless the chance of seeing Lenorme urged her more than the desire to see her father's portrait.
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