“Coming?”
“You really mean that I may?”
“I do. You’ll help me.”
She looked rather startled, and then, immediately, keenly curious.
“I don’t see how.”
“No reason you should! Now off with you! I’ve got things to do.”
“Then good-bye.”
As she was going away she stopped for a moment before the portrait of the judge.
“He found out why you painted that portrait.”
“Arabian?” said Garstin.