'"Yes," said he, "but not yet."
'What Mr. D'Arcy told me,' said Winnie, 'affected me so deeply that I remained silent for a long time. Then came a thought which made me say,
'"You. too, are a painter, Mr. D'Arcy?"
'"Yes," he said.
'"During the months that I have been living here have you used me as your model?"
'"No; but that was not because I did not wish to do so."
'Then he suddenly looked in my face and said,
'"Is your family entirely Welsh, Miss Wynne?"
'"Entirely," I said. "But why did you not use me as your model, Mr.
D'Arcy?"
'"Poor Wilderspin believed you to be a spiritual body," he said; "I did not. I knew that you were a young lady in an unconscious condition. To have painted you in such a condition and without the possibility of getting your consent would have been sacrilege, even if I had painted you as a Madonna."