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"No, I don't want any one else. It doesn't really matter." "The other man," replied the voice, "would be only two guineas, and it was five for Lord Stansford. We could send you a man for a guinea, although we don't recommend him." "No," said Miss Linderham, "I don't want anybody. I am glad Lord Stansford is not coming, as the little party I proposed to give, has been postponed."
The room was large, with a good north window, and scattered about were the numberless objects that go to the confusing make-up of an artist's workshop. At last Miss Linderham threw down her crayon, went to the end of the room where a telephone hung, and rang the bell. "Give me," she said, "100,803." After a few moments of waiting, a voice came. "Is that Spink and Company?" she asked.
Miss Linderham, taking one long, careful glance at herself, looking over her shoulder in the tall mirror, and not caring to touch her wealth of hair, picked up her crayon and began making the sketch of the striking man even worse than it was before. She did not look round until she heard Lord Stansford's step on the stair, then she gave an exclamation of surprise on seeing him.
"This is hardly the dress a man is supposed to wear in London when he makes an afternoon call on a lady, Miss Linderham," said the young man, with a laugh, "but I had either to come this way or not at all, for my time is very limited.
"Now," said Miss Linderham, with a sigh of relief, "I can have a model who will strike the right attitude. It is so difficult to draw from memory." The reason why so many women fail as artists, as well as in many other professions, may be because they pay so much attention to their own dress.
"I beg you to remember," said Stansford, in a low voice with a tremor in it, "there is a lady present." Miss Linderham turned to go. "Stop a moment," cried Heckle; "do you know who this man is?" Miss Linderham stopped, but did not answer. "I'll tell you who he is: he is a hired guest.
If you should ever want an eligible guest for any entertainment you give, and men are scarce, you have only to telephone them, and they will send me to you." "Oh, I see," said Miss Linderham, tapping her knee with the fan. "It is only justice to my fellow employés," continued Lord Stansford, "to say that I believe they are all eligible young men, but many of them may be had for a guinea.
"Ah, perfectly, mademoiselle," said the polite Frenchman. "You shall be so fascinating, mademoiselle, that " "Yes," said Miss Linderham, "that is what I want." At three o'clock she had on a dainty gown. The sleeves were turned up, as if she were ready for the most serious work.
Will you pardon the rudeness of a pioneer, Miss Linderham, when I say that you look even more charming in the studio dress than you did in ball costume, and I never thought that could be possible?" "Oh," cried the girl, flushing, perhaps, because the crimson paint on the palette she had picked up reflected on her cheek. "You must excuse this working garb, as I did not expect visitors.
"Oh, I have a better idea of direction than you give me credit for. I am not such a fool as I looked last night, you know; then I belonged to Spink and Company, and was sublet by them to old Heckle; now I belong to myself and South Africa. That makes a world of difference, you know." "I see it does," replied Miss Linderham. "Won't you sit down?"
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