CHAPTER VII.
MORE ANCIENT HISTORY WITH VERITY Heart, are you great enough For a love that never tires?
Oh heart, are you great enough for love?
I have heard of thorns and briers?
-- TENNYSON.
As the studio door closed behind them, Anna said regretfully, "I wish we could have stayed longer, Malcolm, I wanted to see more of that nice Mr.Keston; and I did so long to peep at his picture." "Did you ?" observed Malcolm in a surprised tone, but he was evidently gratified at this expression of interest.

"Well, we will go back there presently, when he has finished that bit of drapery that is bothering him.

Goliath is as nervous as a cat when he is working against time.

He and Verity have arranged a regular code of signals," he went on: "when the curtain is drawn right across the arch, it means no admittance except on business, and all loafers and trespassers will be prosecuted.
On these occasions Verity is a perfect dragon, and he would be an audacious man who would try to force his way in." Anna nodded as though this explanation satisfied her, and then she followed Malcolm up the steep, narrow staircase into a pleasant, well-furnished room, with two windows opening on to the balcony.
Everything was in good taste and thoroughly well chosen.

The dark oak bureau and writing-table, the book-shelves filled with well-bound volumes, the proof engravings on the walls, and a handsome bronze group on the mantelpiece; while the deep easy-chairs and couch gave it an air of comfort.
Anna had been there before, but she always reiterated her first remark on seeing it, "that it was the most comfortable room she had ever entered.