25/54 I've made a very dainty pair of ears for you, dear; I only said that to frighten you. You and I like that man up there--tremendously, don't we? You don't mind posing for me; _you_ wear fur. But I didn't wear anything, dear, when I first sat to him as a novice; and, kitty, I was a fortunate girl in my choice of the man before whom I was to make a debut. And I--" The rattle of brushes and the creak of the scaffolding arrested her: Neville was coming down for a view of his work. |