Valentine stared in astonishment, and her companion smiled.
"There can be no doubt about the resemblance," said the countess.

"The artist has made you Queen Guinevere, Miss Charteris." "Yes," said Valentine, wonderingly; "it is my own face.

How came it there?
Who is the artist ?" "His name is Ronald Thorne," replied the countess.

"There is quite a romance about him." The countess saw Miss Charteris grow pale and silent.
"Have you ever seen him ?" inquired the countess.

"Do you know him ?" "Yes," said Valentine, "my family and his have been on intimate terms for years.