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`It would be a great pleasure; and perhaps I might be allowed to paint you. Alas! I have no studio.'
Noel drew back. `I'm afraid that I work in a hospital all day, and-and I don't want to be painted, thank you. But, Daddy would like to meet you, I'm sure.'
The painter bowed again; she saw that he was hurt.
`Of course I can see that you're a very fine painter,' she said quickly; `only-only-I don't want to, you see. Perhaps you'd like to paint Daddy; he's got a most interesting face.'
The painter smiled. `He is your father, mademoiselle. May I ask you one question? Why do you not want to be painted?'
'Because-because I don't, I'm afraid.' She held out her hand. The painter bowed over it. 'An revoir, mademoiselle.'
`Thank you,' said Noel; `it was awfully interesting.' And she walked away. The sky had become full of clouds round the westerly sun; and the foreign crinkled tracery of the plane-tree branches against that French-grey, goldenedged mass, was very lovely. Beauty, and the troubles of others, soothed her. She felt sorry for the painter, but his eyes saw too much! And his words: `If ever you act differently from others,' made her feel him uncanny. Was it true that people always disliked and condemned those who acted differently? If her old schoolfellows now knew what was before her, how would they treat her? In her father's study hung a little reproduction of a tiny picture in the Louvre, a`Rape of Europa', by an unknown painter-a humorous delicate thing, of an enraptured, fair-haired girl mounted on a prancing white bull, crossing a shallow stream, while on the bank all her white girl-companions were gathered, turning half-sour, half-envious faces away from that too-fearful spectacle, while one of them tried with timid desperation to mount astride of a sitting cow, and follow. The face of the girl on the bull had once been

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