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Updated: June 16, 2025
Cynthia could see that Jethro was intensely amused, for his eyes had a way of snapping on such occasions when he was alone with her. She was puzzled and slightly offended, because, to tell the truth, Jethro had spoiled her. "Very well, then," she said, "I'll go with the Painter-man." Jethro came and stood over her, his expression the least bit wistful.
Thicknesse was very proud of his art connections. He had but one theme Gainsborough! People of note began to find their way to the studio of the painter-man in the Circus. Gainsborough was gracious, handsome and healthy fresh from the country. He met all nobility on a frank equality God had made him a gentleman.
"Yes," he said, pitiless as ever. "Yes: Mary's child. Your child. Haven't you seen her? Is it that you're staring and trembling about? Go and look at her: she lives within gunshot of you. Ask Zack's friend, the Painter-Man, to show you the deaf and dumb girl he picked up among the horse-riders. Look here look at this bracelet! Do you remember your own hair in it?
"Er Cynthy," he said presently, "hain't fond of that Painter-man, be you?" "Why, yes," said Cynthia, "aren't you?" "He's fond of you," said Jethro, "sh-shouldn't be surprised if he was in love with you." Cynthia looked up at him, the corners of her mouth twitching, and then she laughed. The Rev. Mr. Satterlee, writing his Sunday sermon in his study, heard her and laid down his pen to listen.
"But," objected Aaron King, lazily, from where he lay under a live-oak on the mountainside, a few feet above the trail, "either route presupposes our wish to return to Fairlands." The novelist laughed. "Listen to him, Czar," he said to the dog lying at his feet, "listen to that painter-man. He doesn't want to go back to Fairlands any more than we do, does he?"
Jethro focussed a look upon the painter. "Er painter-man, be you? Paint Cynthy's picture?" "But I don't want to be painted, Uncle Jethro. I won't be painted!" "H-how much for a good picture? Er only want the best only want the best." The painter said a few things, with pardonable heat, to the effect well, never mind the effect. His remarks made no impression whatever upon Jethro.
Jethro focussed a look upon the painter. "Er painter-man, be you? Paint Cynthy's picture?" "But I don't want to be painted, Uncle Jethro. I won't be painted!" "H-how much for a good picture? Er only want the best only want the best." The painter said a few things, with pardonable heat, to the effect well, never mind the effect. His remarks made no impression whatever upon Jethro.
A commission for a group of family portraits came from a rich family at Cherbourg. Gladly he hastened thence to do the work. While in Cherbourg he found lodgings in the household of a widow who had a daughter. The widow courted the fine young painter-man courted him for the daughter. The daughter married him.
On the morning of the Fourth, Cynthia drove to Brampton with the Painter-man, and when he perceived that she was dreaming, he ceased to worry her with his talk. He liked her dreaming, and stole many glances at her face of which she knew nothing at all.
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