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to New York was a call she was to make

ent he trusted. He knew himself to be too interested to be a good critic of his daughter's gift. Now and then he believed himself too severe, that he

ip Winslow. She was to call by appointment on a certain a

difficulty, an old, somewhat dilapidated building, with the80 paint peel

ing had never met with the recognition that his fellow-artists believed should have been his. H

e were willing at any time to accept her as a pupil, Mr. Drew greatly desired Tory to study with the other man. Armed with half a dozen sketches and her letter,

their arrival, not only in the daytime, but night

ous effect upon Tory; she was gayer and more full

utdoor person who had always lived in a small village. The crowding

company her. At lunch she had observed how pale and weary she looked, sugge

upon Tory's part. Very especially she wished to hav

d her father talk of Philip Winslow many times. He owned several of the other man's pictures. What was embarrassing was to show him her

idea of giving up the trip. She had never been82 inside an artist's studio in her

at the same hour and would not have been willin

in the lead. Now and then she seemed tired and

and dark as the present one. She knew that one might open a door and find an apartment artistically furnished and extremely comfortable. Again, one might chance upon

nly Dorothy sat down. She was biting her lips

83 matter? Can't you go on? Had we best g

ed. It was so like Tory to ask

I had a sharp pain in my side and thin

e became whiter and caught hold of the railing f

ask Mr. Winslow to come to their aid? Certainly Dorothy would to faint if nothing were done

me one might be approaching from one or the ot

ding where Dorothy was seated standing ajar. From inside she

she intended doing. She walked over and knocked on this door. No one replied. At the sa

hed the

ing to explain her behavior as soon as

ano, with hands upon the keys and

cannot be you!" t

heard and managed to get up and come toward

ance, although his back

ead was upturned. Neither girl wished to disturb him at present, not unt

ealized that it was more beautiful and more ambitious

y. She had heard it played by an orchestra and appreciated

ound and brought tears to her eyes and to Dorothy's, who now h

y waters, then the siren call from the depth of the water a

ended he dropped hi

Dorothy s

ped up as if in a s

you must be real, because here is Tory with you and it may not be polite86 of me, but I am obliged to say I have not dreamed about he

r that Andante, did you? I hope not.

it, trying to carry off a difficult an

orothy's shoulders and at this instant bur

merely by accident. Tory and I are in New York for a few days' holiday with Mr. Fenton. I know Mr. Fenton has been trying to find news of you to take back to fath

led with sofa cushions, Lance a

my quarters, do you, Dot? That

r explanatio

ou left home. What are you doing here and whose piano were you pla

, Dot? Say I had to answer a desire

om home. It does not pay much and I knew father would never believe I could live on so small a sum. I understood he could not afford to give me anything outside and

expressi

e truth. I am nothing88 but a messenger boy. One afternoon I came here to this room and heard some one

feeling at the time. The result was we became friends. I suppose I have the right to say friends. He gave me permission to come here and play on his piano when I had an opportunity. I have a

boyish admiration the two girls had nev

he King": "By all the sweet and sudden passi

ame, Lance?" Dorothy ask

not all, but a part

hook hi

thy, I am afraid there is not much chance for me. I'll never

airs with Dorothy and me. We are keeping Mr. Winslow waiting. I shall need your society to give me courage. Afterwards you are to come