"Let's wheel all the stands into a circle around the model stand," she said briskly. "You see, I want them all to get them at once if I can work it. I'll put the figures in under the cloths, beside each head, so they won't show."
Naskowski slowly shook his head.
"They will approach at different times—not? It will be more better to place them during the first rest."
"But how can I?" insisted Patricia. "They don't all go out at the rests, you know."
He held up his finger.
"Listen," he said, impressively. "I make a figure that they all wish to see, but I have not shown him. Well, when I show him, at the rest, all, all go out to the clay room to see."
Patricia clapped her hands.
"And I stay in and slip the figures on the stands! How nice! It's awfully good of you." She broke off with a sudden clouding of her gayety. "But perhaps you don't really want them to see your figure? I couldn't have you——"
He interrupted her with an upheld hand.
"I was to exhibit it today, and I am pleased to be serviceable to a newcomer at once," he said gravely.