"Well," she finally said, "I will forgive you, but only upon one condition. Have you a moment's time?"
"For you always," replied the painter, warmly.
"Good; then conduct me to the terrace."
"To the terrace?" repeated Gontram in surprise. "How do you know I have a terrace?"
"Oh, I heard my father mention it a little while ago."
"That's so," replied the painter. "Will you please accompany me?"
They both walked through the studio and turned into the gallery.
Suddenly Gontram paused, and uttered a low cry of astonishment.
Spero was leaning against a door sunk in thought.