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up the stool, and then allowed himself a look at the canvas. The girl, having deftly repaired imaginary injury to her hair and accepted the recovered paint-brush, shot little curious glances at him.


What she saw could scarcely have been displeasing. He was tall, erect, broad of shoulder, and deep of chest. Despite the fact that it was as yet but the last week of April, his skin was tanned to a becoming shade of brown. He was a good-looking chap, although his features boasted no great regularity. Perhaps his mouth, scarcely hidden by a closely trimmed brown moustache, and his eyes, grayish blue, honest and kindly, were accountable for his attractiveness. The eyes had a whimsical twinkle within them, even when the mouth was grave, that gave

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