"Now, _I_ should have rushed straight up to the easel and examined every line of what he was doing.

You are a model of discretion, really! I shan't be anxious about leaving you alone any more.

But about your dress for to-night.

Let me see it, there's a good girl." I opened my trunk and took out a robe of ivory-tinted crepe.

It was made with almost severe simplicity, and was unadorned, save by a soft ruffle of old Mechlin lace round the neck and sleeves.