and speaking in almost breathless agitation) are you sure this picture was drawn for Lord Philippe?"
"Sure! (repeated the housekeeper) Lord, yes, that I am indeed. Why I saw him, myself sitting for it."
"Good heaven! (said Madeline to herself) what a likeness! Ah! how vain, (she continued) my resolves to forget de Sevignie while his image will be thus almost continually before me."
As if riveted by some spell to the spot, she still continued to stand before it: the more she gazed upon it, the more if possible the likeness grew upon her.
"Do you think it a handsome picture?" asked the housekeeper, elevating the light as she spoke as if to give Madeline a better opportunity of examining it.
"Handsome! (repeated Madeline emphatically and with a deep sigh), yes very handsome indeed."
