And pending my acknowledgment of a Londoner's sin in painting in London, it seems to me that you have put yourself under pretty much the same condemnation." "I have not come to paint," Elfrida answered quickly.

"I have put away the insanity of thinking I ever could.

I told you that, I think, in a letter.

But there are--other things.

You may remember that you thought there were." She spoke with so much repressed feeling that Kendal reproached himself with not having thought carefully enough about it to take her at her letter's word.