"But I have heard much of you," the girl went on. She was now tremendously interested in this beautiful woman whose coming, she believed, meant that she would no longer be Karl's model. "You see, I know all the things that go on here; I look out for the artist's laundry and sew his buttons on; and I almost know his thoughts."
"And do they interest you?"
"Oh, yes; but it will not be so any more."
"Why not?"
"Because he is to be married; because you have come and he will not need me."
"Why not? He will still paint. He must have models."
"Yes, but it will not be the same, and I will not come any more."
"Do you like Monsieur Karl?"
"Very much."
"Does he paint you now?"