'Only this morning. You said you'd like to see me. I had to come…. I hope you are not angry.'
Then noticing that the girl next them was an English girl, Ralph spoke about Mildred's drawing. She did not like him to see it, but he asked her for the charcoal and said if she would give him her place he would see if he could find out what was wrong; he did not think she had got enough movement into the figure.
'Ah, that's what the professor says when he comes round toujours un peu froid comme mouvement. I can get the proportions; it is the movement that bothers me.'
'Movement is drawing in the real sense of the word. If they would only teach you to draw by the movement.'
He continued to correct Mildred's drawing for some time. When he laid down the charcoal, he said:
'How hot it is here! I wonder how you can bear it.'
'Yes, the heat is dreadful. I'm too exhausted to do much work.
Supposing we go out.'
They went downstairs and some way along the Passage des Panoramas without speaking. At last Mildred said:
'Are you going to be in Paris for long?'
'No, I'm going back at once, perhaps to-morrow. You know I've a lot of work on hand. I'm getting on, luck has turned. I've sold several pictures. I must get back.'