CHAPTER II.
THE RESOLVE.
HAT same evening, when it was too dark for Raymond to paint, he and Madge sat by the fire talking.
"It's not much good trying any more; is it, Raymond?"
"Trying what?"
"Why, your painting, to be sure."
HAT same evening, when it was too dark for Raymond to paint, he and Madge sat by the fire talking.
"It's not much good trying any more; is it, Raymond?"
"Trying what?"
"Why, your painting, to be sure."