Was _that_ what they gave you the medal for ?" Mr.Bell indicated a drawing of Psyche.

The lines were delicate, expressive, and false; the relief was imperfect, yet the feeling was undeniably caught.

As a drawing it was incorrect enough, but its charm lay in a subtle spiritual something that bad worked into it from the girl's own fingers, and made the beautiful empty classic face modernly interesting.

In view of its inaccuracy the committee had been guilty of a most irregular proceeding in recognizing it with a medal; but in a very young art school this might be condoned.
"It's a perfectly lovely thing," interposed Mrs.Bell from the sofa.

"I'm sure it deserves one." Elfrida said nothing.