'You are hardly far enough on in your studies yet, Miss Kennedy, to understand that picture,' said Dr. Arthur, who was considering it very intently himself.
'My studies! Painting, do you mean? Or what do you mean?' said
Wych Hazel.
'What does the picture say to you, Miss Kennedy?'
'That is just what I cannot find out,' said Hazel, jumping up again and coming to stand at his side. 'I cannot read it a bit.'
'You have not learned the characters in which it is written, yet,' said Dr. Arthur, with a glance at her.
'She had not learned much,' said Primrose, smiling.
'Can you read it?' said Hazel, facing round.
'Why yes, Hazel.'
'Well,' said the girl, half impatiently, 'then how come I to be such an ignoramus?'
'There are some things,' said Dr. Arthur, with another swift look at his companion, 'which everybody can learn at once. But there are others, Miss Kennedy, which sometimes must wait until the Lord himself sets the lesson. I think this is one of those.'