Presently Iver laughed. "Matabel! If I took Polly she would be of no use to me whatever, not even as a model."
Presently the Broom-Squire returned with Mrs. Verstage, and looked over the shoulder of the artist.
"Not done much," he said.
"I shall have to come again and yet again, to put in the color," said Iver.
"Come when and as often as you like," said Bideabout. Neither of
the men noticed the shrinking that affected the entire frame of
Mehetabel, as Jonas said these words, but it was observed by Mrs.
Verstage, and a shade of anxiety swept over her face.
CHAPTER XVI.
AGAIN-IVER.
A few days after this first visit, Iver was again at the Kinks' farm.
The weather was fine, and he protested that he must take advantage of it to proceed with his picture.
Mehetabel was reluctant to stand. She made excuses that were at once put aside.