She thought his request a clever ruse to renew their meetings in the privacy of his studio, and was, accordingly delighted.
"Oh, that will be wonderful!--heavenly!" she cried, springing to her feet.
"Can we begin at once?
May I come to-morrow ?" "Yes," he answered, "come to-morrow." "And may I wear the Quaker gown ?" "Yes, indeed! I want you just as you were before--the same dress, the same pose.

It is to be the same picture, you understand, only a better one--one more worthy of us, both.

And now," he continued hurriedly "don't you think that we should return to the house ?" "I suppose so," she answered regretfully--lingering.
The artist was already opening the door.
As they passed out, she placed her hand on his arm, and looked up into his face admiringly.

"What a clever, clever man you are, to think of it! And what a story it will make for the papers--when my picture is shown--how you were not satisfied with the portrait and refused to let it go--and how, after keeping it in your studio for months, you repainted it, to satisfy your artistic conscience!" Aaron King smiled.
The announcement in the house that the artist was to repaint Mrs.Taine's picture, provoked characteristic comment.

Louise effervesced a frothy stream of bubbling exclamations.