Only don't fall in love with the original of your portrait." "It's rather late in the day to warn me," said Lambert dryly, "for I have known the girl for six months.

I met her in a gypsy caravan when on a walking tour, and offered to paint her.

She is down here with her people, and you can see her whenever you have a mind to." "There's no time like the present," said Miss Greeby, accepting the offer with alacrity.

"Come along, old boy." Then, when they stepped out of the cottage garden on to the lawns, she asked pointedly, "What is her name ?" "Chaldea." "Nonsense.

That is the name of the country." "I never denied that, my dear girl.