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She would not listen to the injuries which Ludlow heaped upon himself in proof of his unworthiness to cross her threshold. He went back to Cornelia, and said, "Well, it's arranged. I've spoken with Mrs. Maybough, and we can begin again whenever you like." "With Mrs. Maybough? You said you were going to speak to Charmian!" "It doesn't matter, does it?" "Yes.
But, go on, mamma! Some day I shall have a studio out of the house Cornelia and I are going to have one and then I guess you won't have it dusted!" "I'm sure Miss Saunders wouldn't let it get dusty," said Mrs. Maybough, and then, in self-defence, Charmian gave Cornelia the worst character for housekeeping that she could invent from her knowledge of Cornelia's room.
Don't you think society is very frivolous, or, any way, very stupid?" "I don't know much about it. I never went out, much," said Cornelia. "Well, I hope you're not conventional! Nobody's conventional here." "I don't believe I'm conventional enough to hurt," said Cornelia. "You have humor, too," said Miss Maybough, thoughtfully, as if she had been mentally cataloguing her characteristics.
Maybough was frightened at her not finding either of the young ladies in their rooms, and had sent her to see if they were in the studio. "Yes, tell her we are, please; we fell asleep on the couch, please; and, Norah! we want our breakfast here. We are very busy, and we can't be disturbed."
"When they see your work they'll see that you're fit for still-life, at least." "Oh!" said Cornelia, vexed at having been scared for nothing. "I guess they won't be in any great hurry about it." "How magnificent!" said Miss Maybough. "Of course, with that calm of yours, you can wait, as if you had eternity before you. Do you know that you are terribly calm?"
Plaisdell has told me how ingeniously you treated one of your rooms that you took for a studio." Charmian answered with dark humility, "But a studio without a painter in it!" and there were some offers and refusals of compliment between them, which ended in his saying that he would like to see her studio, and her saying that Mrs. Maybough would always be glad to see him. Then he talked with Mrs.
Then she approached tentatively, and when Cornelia suddenly ceased to laugh she put her hand on her head, and tenderly lifted her face. It was dabbled with tears. "Cornelia!" she said again. Cornelia sprang to her feet with a fierceness that sent her flying some yards away. "Charmian Maybough! Will you ever speak of this to any living soul?" "No, no! Indeed I won't " Charmian began.
"That is the legend," said Miss Maybough solemnly. "Her grandmother was a Zuñi princess." She turned her profile. "See?" "It does look a little Indian," said Cornelia. "Some people think it's Egyptian," Miss Maybough suggested, as if she had been leading up to the notion, and were anxious not to have it ignored.
"She will call for you and Miss Maybough at the Synthesis rather earlier than you usually leave work, I believe, but I want you to have some daylight on my Manet. I hope half-past two won't be too early?"
"Like to? It's the greatest opportunity! Why, I hope I know what a chance it is, and I don't know why you ask me to." "I want to learn of you." "If you talk that way I shall know you are making fun of me." "Then I will talk some other way. I mean what I say. I want you to show me how to look at Miss Maybough. It sounds fantastic " "It sounds ridiculous. I shall not do anything of the kind."
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