"Yes, perhaps it's good for me. Have you got her portrait?" Miriam asked.
"She doesn't like me to paint her."
"Really? Perhaps then she won't like you to paint me."
"That's why I want to be quick!" laughed Nick.
"Before she knows it?"
"Shell know it to-morrow. I shall write to her."
The girl faced him again portentously. "I see you're afraid of her." But she added: "Mention my name; they'll give you the box at the office."
Whether or no Nick were afraid of Mrs. Dallow he still waved away this bounty, protesting that he would rather take a stall according to his wont and pay for it. Which led his guest to declare with a sudden flicker of passion that if he didn't do as she wished she would never sit to him again.
"Ah then you have me," he had to reply. "Only I don't see why you should give me so many things."
"What in the world have I given you?"