I told him he should be careful that you did not misunderstand his interest in you.

But he laughed at me.

He said that it was your _innocence_ that he wanted to paint, and cautioned me not to warn you until his picture was finished." She turned to look at the picture on the easel with the air of a critic.
"He really _has_ caught it very well.

Aaron--Mr.King is so good at that sort of thing.

He never permits his models to know exactly what he is after, you see, but leads them, cleverly, to exhibit, unconsciously, the particular thing that he wishes to get into his picture." When the tortured girl had been given time to grasp the full import of her words, the woman said again,--turning toward Sibyl, as she spoke, with a smiling air that was intended to show the intimacy between herself and the artist,--"Have you seen his portrait of me ?" "No," faltered Sibyl.