Indeed it was a judgment from which there could be no appeal, for it expressed exactly the views of those for whose benefit it was rendered.

Then, in a manner subtly insinuating himself into the fellowship of the famous, he, too, turned to Conrad Lagrange with a scholarly; "Do you not agree, sir ?" The novelist answered with slow impressiveness; "The picture, undoubtedly, fully merits the appreciation and praise you have given it.

I have already congratulated Mr.King--who was kind enough to show me his work before you arrived." After this, Yee Kee appeared upon the scene, and tea was served in the studio--a fitting ceremony to the launching of another genius.
"By the way, Mr.Lagrange," said Mrs.Taine, quite casually,--when, under the influence of the mildly stimulating beverage, the talk had assumed a more frivolous vein,--"Who is your talented neighbor that so charms Mr.
King with the music of a violin ?" The novelist, as he turned toward the speaker, shot a quick glance at the Artist.

Nor did those keen, baffling eyes fail to note that, at the question, James Rutlidge had paused in the middle of a sentence.

"That is one of the mysteries of our romantic surroundings madam," said Conrad Lagrange, easily.
"And a very charming mystery it seems to be," returned the woman.