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Then Clara, with slow and graceful motion, unwound the turban. If Dalrymple really meant what he had said and would stick to it, she need not mind being called a tomfool by her mother. "Conway, I am afraid that our last sitting is disturbed," said Mrs Broughton, with her little laugh. "Conway's last sitting certainly is disturbed," said Mrs Van Siever, and then she mimicked the laugh.

You hinted at something which I only took as having been said in joke." "If you mean about Miss Van Siever and yourself, I was quite in earnest, Conway. I do not think you could do better, and I should be glad to see it of all things. Nothing would please me more than to bring Miss Van Siever and you together." "And nothing would please me less." "But why so?"

"As for that," said Mrs Broughton, "I conceive that we are both of us bound to the young man now, seeing that he has given so much time to the work." "I am not bound to him at all," said Miss Van Siever. Mrs Broughton also told Conway Dalrymple that she was delighted, oh, so much delighted!

Then Mrs Broughton and Clara left the room, and Mrs Van Siever was left with Conway Dalrymple. "Mr Dalrymple," said Mrs Van Siever, "do not deceive yourself. What I told you just now will certainly come to pass." "It seems to me that that must depend on the young lady," said Dalrymple.

"And now, if you please, Conway, you had better go too," said the lady, as soon as there had been time for Miss Van Siever to get downstairs and out of the hall-door. "Of course you are in a hurry to get rid of me." "Yes, I am." "A little while ago I improperly said that some suggestion of yours was nonsense and you rebuked me for my blunt incivility.

Dalrymple would occasionally step aside from his easel to look at her in some altered light, and on such occasions she would simply hold her hammer somewhat more tightly than before. When, therefore, Mrs Van Siever entered the room Clara was still slaying Sisera, in spite of the artist's speech. The speech, indeed, and her mother both seemed to come to her at the same time.

Yes, she was handsome, as may be a horse or a tiger; but there was about her nothing of feminine softness. He could not bring himself to think of taking Clara Van Siever as the model that was to sit before him for the rest of his life.

When he had spoken of having had a nail driven by her right through his heart, she had not been in the least gratified; but the taking off of the apron, and the putting down of the palette, and the downright way in which he had called her Clara Van Siever, attempting to be neither sentimental with Clara, nor polite with Miss Van Siever, did please her.

It occurred to Dalrymple once or twice that he was talking to Clara about Mrs Van Siever as though he and Clara were more closely bound together than were Clara and her mother; but Clara seemed to take this in good part, and was as solicitous as was he himself in the matter of Mrs Broughton's interest.

"But you can see the woman's fixed purpose; and her stealthiness as well; and the man sleeps like a log. What is that dim outline?" "Nothing in particular," said Dalrymple. But the dim outline was intended to represent Mrs Van Siever. "It is very good, unquestionably good," said Mrs Dobbs Broughton. "I do not for a moment doubt that you would make a great picture of it.

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