"If I could reproduce Barrie on canvas, I'd go, like a shot.

By the way, Miss Bell, there's somebody you are, interested in--do you see a middle-aged man, rather bald, thick-set, coming this way ?--George Jasper." "Really!" Elfrida exclaimed, jumping to her feet "Oh, _thank_ you! The most consummate artist in human nature that the time has given!" she added, with intensity.
"There can be no question.

Oh, I am so happy to have seen him!" "I'm not altogether sure," Kendal began, and then he stopped, looking at Janet in astonished question.

Elfrida had taken half a dozen steps into the middle of the room, steps so instinct with effect that already as many heads were turned to look at her.

Her eyes were large with excitement, her cheeks flushed, and she bent her head a little, almost as if to see nothing that might dissuade her from her purpose.