Only on wet mornings now, when she can't get out for walks or drives.

But she used to do it every day.' 'I should like to see her there.' 'Why, sir ?' 'I am a poor artist, and can't afford models.

To see her attitudes would be of great assistance to me in the art I love so well.' Milly shook her head.

'She's very strict about the door being locked.

If I were to leave it open she would dismiss me, as I should deserve.' 'But consider, dear Miss Birch, the advantage to a poor artist the sight of her would be: if you could hold the door ajar it would be worth five pounds to me, and a good deal to you.' 'No,' said the incorruptible Milly, shaking her head.