He bowed to her pleasantly, turned and passed Cleland with his hat still in his hand:
"I'm sorry, Jim; I know you're all right; and I'm—all wrong ... all wrong——"
"Come to the studio to-morrow. Will you, Harry?" whispered Cleland.
But Belter shook his head, continuing on his way to the street.
"I'll expect you," added Cleland. "Come about noon!"
The other made no sign that he had heard.
CHAPTER XXVI
Stephanie was awake with the sparrows the next morning, and her face betrayed not a trace of the pallour and fatigue which had made Helen a little anxious when she came into the studio after her interview with Cleland.
"I never had such a sleep in my life!" she announced, sauntering into Helen's room, already bathed and dressed, when at last she heard the latter's bath running. "I feel about sixteen, Helen."
"You look it, dear. What was the matter with you last night? Jim came about nine."