“Yes.”

“A woman whom you loved, I suppose?”

“Oh, yes!”

Caroline changed color and rose abruptly, saying:

“That’s enough for to-day; I won’t pose any more.”

“But, mademoiselle, we have just begun.”

“I am very sorry, but I am tired; besides, I don’t care any longer about having my portrait painted!”

“What new whim is this?”

“Well, monsieur, if I choose to have whims——”

“I am very sorry too, but I have begun your portrait, and I want to finish it.”