"It is in the studio," Millar said.
"You must show it to me, Karl," Herman said, walking toward the studio door with the young artist. "I am sorry you didn't start on the picture to-day, but I suppose it can't be helped. What in the world were you talking about all that time?"
As they went out talking, Olga followed slowly. As she passed Millar he said:
"I will await you here."
Olga went with Karl and her husband. She had hardly left the room when the door from the hall opened and Mimi entered. As Millar turned toward her with his ironical bow she drew back, affrighted.
"Oh, excuse me," she murmured.
"You wish to see the artist?" Millar said.
"Yes, please."
He walked over, took her by the shoulders and coolly pushed her through the door into the hall.
"Wait there, my dear," he said. "He is engaged just now."