IN A WINTER CITY. 219
She was in her coupe by this time, and he was
obliged to close the door on her; but he kept his
hand upon it.
" Since you are leaving us so soon and so
cruelly, Madame, would you honour my own old
chapel frescoes as you promised ?—they might
give you some ideas for your ball-room."
Lady Hilda deigned to smile fairly and fully
" Is that a satfre or a profamty—or both
" It is jealousy of CamUle Odissot! I wiU go
to Paris and paint your frescoes, Madame, if you
wUl let me ; I can paint in fresco and in tempera;
I was a student in the Academy of San Luca in
His words were Ught, and his manner also,
but his eyes had a language that made the Lady
HUda colour a little and look out of the other
window of her coupe.
" I must first call upon Olga; I have pro¬
mised," she answered, irrelevantly. " But I wUl
join you at your palace in an hour; perhaps she
wUl come with me; I should not like to leave,