The Third Violet

ked the younger Miss Worcester. "I th

d Hollanden, looking across the shining valley. He frowned questi

great gleaming stretch of green and gold. "Di

Hollanden. "I supposed, of course, he was

ll. "You look as if you

parasol. "To meet the stage. Ha

pose he is down there sketching the life out of it. These artists-they take such a fiendish interest in their

et the

to play tennis for an ho

cour

of the trees Hollanden began, "Isn'

Then after a time

or anything else in the world. Men who are really artists-I don't believe they are capable of

ve it at all,"

great deal of truth in it. Now, there's Hawker-as good a fellow as ever lived, too, in a wa

to him as he can

u he is not!"

are unspeakable when y

at all. Now, look-the dog loves him with simple, unques

" she

he's as col

't, Holly. You ar

; "you can't tell-you don't know anything about it-but I tell you that what I have seen proves my

u were his fr

ho

y keen in looking at people that you do not possess common loyalty to your friends. It is because you a

n. "This is only about the treatment of a

nt of a dog. It was about yo

that there is nothing impersonal in the mind

Hol

rather below you to d

t mean-not all

at I said about the dog

e turned toward

single wo

ay it for, then?" she

acidly, "just to tease you." He lo

aid slowly, "Ju

air of having a desire to turn up his coat

ou are not only disagreeable, but you are hopelessly r

t-don't-- Look! There's th

you were at the bottom of the sea, George

rnal dog," wailed Hollanden. "Look! Hones

here at all

s courage. "What made you so trem

, she said decisive

teased you,"

ecause-b

lly. "You are doing very

body so-so excitedly, and then have it turned ou

ould t

y-h

id Hollanden, waxing eloquent, "he couldn't under any ci

de no

uld

parently r

ted Hollanden, "he couldn't think

she

re you angry