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CHAPTER Vl—Continued.
The young artist set his teeth with
the same grim determination that had
made him burn his beats and come t 0
the city a penniless, unknown artist.
In a year's time, he told himself, he
;\l'lould agk Cynthia Rayne to marry
m,
b During the painting of the portrait
he hag allowed no one to see it, rot
g"e“ Mr, Rayne. Vincent Rayne had
enounced this decision as a piece of
artistic affectatien, and asked his un
cle not to give in to the “fellow's
nerve,” as he expressed it.
tMP‘ Rayne only admired Maurice
he more for his artisticyindepend
ence; in his eyes it proved that the
’]:;’U"K man was worthy of his genius
3 e was enough of an artist to know
hat nothing hindered the progress of
'tii portrait so much as a crowd of rela
‘Ves commenting on every change i 1
,wjpol‘tmit and exasperating the artist
> tdh foolish and ignorant criticlsm
nd suggestions. Few men, however,
had the courage to deny them all ad
mittance to the gtudio, to ignore all
right to help in deciding the pose or
the costume to be worn, a 8 Maurice
had done, and the old connoisseur re
spected him for it.
At length the portrait was com-=
plete; Maurice had given it the last
touches and awaited the arrival of
Cynthia’s father. -
The door was opened and shut down
below, and the sound of voices came
floating up the sta!rs. They had come.
Vavrice altered the position of the
portrait to obtain what he thought
was 4 betier lLight, then went forward
to greet hig visitors.
Immediately they entered the room
he felt instinctivelv that something
gerlous had happened since yesterday
m rning, when he had seen Cynthia
last.
ne girl's eves had lost their seren
ity; she was pale, not with the white
ruse pallor ne loved, but with & drawn
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whiteness indicative of suffering that
made his heart ache,
There was a change in Vincent
Rayne's manner, too. If Cynthia was
miserable, he was evidently sulky. His
golf-satisfled appearance had given
place to a hang-dog look.
» Maurice was puzzled to account for
the double change until an idea came
to him.
“Rayne has proposed to Cynthia,
and she has refused him,” he thought.
With the thought pity for Vincent
sprang up within him. So conscious
was he of that undercurrent of sym
pathy between Cynthia and himself
that he could afford to pity Rayne's
heir.
It was with a sense of secret and
trlumphant possesgion that he direct
ed his visitors’' attention to the por
trait.
Although it would hang on John
Rayne's wall, the portrait, after all
was his own, just as “The Dream
Face* was his own-—-the child of his
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genius. Some day he would hold the
original In his arms!
A Simple Portrait.
It was a very simbple portrait;
there was no elaboration of costume
dr background. To Maurice it was
impossible to paint Cynthia Rayne as
an ordinary society beauty. To him
she recalled the old legends when the
gods and goddesses of Greece walked
among mortals. Most of all did she
geem the embodiment of the moon
goddess, who In the beautiful old story
fell in love with a mortdl, and who
bent down from the starry heavens
to embrace the sleeping shepherd upon
the hillside,
Although the portrait was so sim
ple, it held a suggestion of Maurice's
fancy within it, Cynthia was robed
in cloudy draperies of blue and gray,
which Maurice had specially designed
for her, and behind her stretched a
twilight sky.
Nothing could have been more in
harmony with her elusive beauty, and
Mr. Rayne was frankly delighted.
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\“lt 1s the most successful portrait I
have ever seen of my taughter!” he
said to Maurice. “All the others some
how seem to make her commonplace,
merely ordinary; but this—it is Cyn
thia herself!”
“Too much of a fancy portrait for
me,” said Vincent, ungraciously. "It
ought to be dubbed ‘The Spirit of
Night,’ or something of that sort.”
He seemed to divine the artist's
feelings toward Cynthia and to take a
malicious pleasure in wounding him.
“Perhaps that is why it is so sat
isfactory as a portrait,” said his un
cle, thoughtfully, “One of the other
portraits was In court dress and an
other in ordinary dress; this sdems to
have captured Cynthia's personality.”
He turned to Maurice as the latter
began to veil the portrait once more.
“Well, when can you send it?” he
asked.
“As goon as you wish it; it is quite
dry,” replied the artist,
“To-morrow, then, I should be glad
if you would com¥ over in the after
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noon and help me to decide upon the
hanging and dine with us later. As
I am €0 soon to lose the original,” he
added, whimsically, “I want her coun- |
terpart to be placed securely.” |
Maurice turmned sharply from the
portrait. His face had become white.
He glanced quickly from one to the
other, . ‘
Cynthla was gazing intently at the
portralt and seemed not to have heard
her father's words. Vincent's eyes
were fixed on Maurice, and the sud
dens gloom of his face had given
place to a grin of malice. It was as
it in the midst of his own predica
ment he found at least some satie
faction in Maurice's chagrin. Mr.
Rayne was looking for his hat and
stick, and now held out his hand ir
cordial farewell,
VA iinute later the little party ha@
gone, leaving Maurice standing alone,
pale and motionless,
“As 1 am so soon to lose the origi
nal!” What could it mean? She
\must be going abroad for a change.
Perhaps she contemplated a long stay
on the continent? Perhaps she meant
to go even farther afield, to South
Africa or t» America?
Married? No, not yet! It was im
possible she was going to be married
—{mpossible! She belonged to him!
Maurice remembered how one day
during the first stages of the portrait
she had sald something to him of the
pride his own famlly and friends must
feel over his success, and he saw
again the look in her eyes, a look of
tender sympathy and pity, as hé told
her of the mother who had longed to
see his talents come t 9 fruition, but
whose death had set 'him free to
starve or to succeed.
“80, you see, there 1s no one to care
about my success now. I have no
family and no friends, with the ox
ception of Northland,” he had added
as an afterthought.
“snd us,” she had said, and had
bent forward eagerly. “You will let
‘us be your friends, too, will you not?”
Then, ag& his glance and smile had
gone to her in response, she v
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came so rarely, and which had w&ed
Maurice’'s heart beating fast as he
realized that it was for him and for
him alone. .
The young artist waited for the fol
lowing afternoon in feverish impa
tience. His tormenting doubts would
not be set at rest until he knew the
truth,
Mr. Rayne received him wilh his
accustomed cordiality. The nictyrs
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(To Be Continued.)