The Third Violet

ced his resolution to spend the summer at Hemlock Inn. "I don't like to see t

ad no desire to go toward the inn, he went toward it. The time was only nine o'clock, and he knew that he could not hope to se

overhung by a china-blue sky and sundry little white clouds. He fiddled away perfunctorily at it. A spectator wou

into the landscape. Hawker waved a brush.

ker, old boy! Glad to find you here." He perched on a boulder and began to study Hawker's canvas and the vivid yellow stubble with

ook it quickly out, and said, "Marry Miss

out his knee and looked thought

?" said

her sister-in-law and a small tribe of you

awker, "a boy

ve come up with them. Of co

?" asked Hawk

Hollanden, with indign

said H

you in your work. They are a tremendously wealthy crowd, although they treat it simply. It would be a good thing for you. I belie

Hollie," sai

alked again. "Can't think why they came up here. Must be

id Hawker, "you spe

ollanden. "What can you expect, then, from

dark," protest

ollanden, in a wrathful

make a difference in a m

tion, anyhow. If you had any sand-thunder, but I did

hion," said

et up and play before breakfast this morning with the Worcester girls, and there is a lot mor

urself out so little for

ed his thumb in the direction of t

come up and

the littlest Worcester girl and me." He regarded the landscape and

s always knocks me kerplunk,

at colour hair and eyes?" he de

ollanden, with a savage gesture. "You'v

k. He scowled first at the canvas and then at the stubble. "Seems to me

care of myself! My boy, I've go

kid," said Hawker, gla

en, wagging his head with mid

an to be unpleasant, but then you are rather ridiculous, you know

t ridic

re, you kno

iringly. "And you rode in the t

er in the train

f! I sat up here, and you sat down there and lied." He

!" said th

o me! You lied-- Hold on-bless