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I'd better do a portrait this morning instead." He looked attentively at her.

"Oh, no," she replied, "I think I'd go ahead with the landscape, if I were you, now that you've got it sketched in."


"Well," he said, doubtfully. "Although my inspiration to-day seems to lean toward portraiture. Still, if you think best——"

"I do."

"Then I'll take your advice." He seated himself again on his stool, relighted his pipe, winked gravely at Bistre, and pulled the paint-box toward him by the simple expedient of putting his heel in it. "I will now," he announced calmly, "set my palette." A moment passed. Then, "Haven't got any," he murmured, surprisedly. "Bistre, I haven't got any!"

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