 days of sullen
alienation from her art, was enough to bring the brightness back to
their little _menage_ and to dull that strange second sight of
David's. He helped her to set her palette, to choose a new canvas;
he packed her charcoals, he beguiled some cold meat and bread out
of Madame, and then before the heat they set out together for the
Bas Breau.

Just as they started he searched his pockets for a knife of hers
which was missing, and thrusting his hand into a breast pocket
which he seldom used, he brought out some papers at which he stared
in bewilderment.

Then a shock went through him; for there was Mr. Gurney's letter,
the letter in which the cheque for 600 _pounds_ had been enclosed,
and there was also that faded scrap of Sandy's writing which
contained the father's last injunction to his son. As he held the
papers he remembered--what he had forgotten for weeks--that on the
morning of his leaving Manchester he had put them carefully into
this breast pocket, not liking to leave things so interesting to
him behind him, out of his reach. Never had he given a thought to
them since! He looked down at them, half ashamed, and his eye
caught the words:--'_I lay it on him now I'm dying to look after
her. She's not like other children; she'll want it. Let him see her
married to a decent man, and give her what's honestly hers. I trust
it to him. That little lad_--' and then came the fold of the
sheet.

'I have found the knife,' cried Elise from the gate. 'Be quick!'

He pushed the papers back and joined her. The day was already hot,
and they hurried along the burning street into the shade of the
forest. Once in the Bas Breau Elise was not long in finding a
subject, fell upon a promising one indeed almost at once, and was
soon at work. This time there were to be no figures, unless indeed
it might be a dim pair of woodcutters in the middle distance, and
the whole picture was to be an impressionist dream of early summer,
finished entirely out of doors, as rapidly and cleanly as possible.
David lay on the ground under the blasted oak and watched
days of sullen 
 alienation from her art, was enough to fetch the luminosity back to 
 their little _ menage _ and to pall that foreign second sight of 
 David's. He helped her to set her pallette, to choose a modern canvas; 
 he tamp down her charcoals, he beguiled some cold kernel and bread out 
 of Madame, and then before the heat they fructify out in concert for the 
 Bas Breau. 

 Just as they started he research his pockets for a knife of hers 
 which was miss, and thrusting his hand into a breast pocket 
 which he rarely used, he brought out some paper at which he stared 
 in bewilderment. 

 Then a daze went through him; for there was Mr. Gurney's letter, 
 the letter in which the cheque for 600 _ pounds _ had been enclosed, 
 and there be also that faded scrap of Sandy's writing which 
 contained the father's final injunction to his son. As he held the 
 papers he remembered -- what he had forgotten for weeks -- that on the 
 morning of his leaving Manchester he had put them carefully into 
 this breast pocket, not wish to leave things indeed interesting to 
 him behind him, out of his compass. Never had he given a thought to 
 them since! He looked down at them, one-half ashamed, and his eye 
 catch the words:--'_I lay it on him now I'm die to look after 
 her. She's not like other children; she'll want it. Let him see her 
 marital to a decent man, and give her what's honestly hers. I trust 
 it to him. That little lad_--' and then came the fold of the 
 plane. 

' I have found the knife,' cried Elise from the gate.' Be quick!' 

 He pushed the newspaper back and joined her. The day was already hot, 
 and they rush along the burning street into the shade of the 
 forest. Once in the Bas Breau Elise was not long in finding a 
 subject, fall upon a promising one indeed about at once, and was 
 soon at work. This time there were to be no figures, unless indeed 
 it might be a dim couple of woodcutters in the middle distance, and 
 the whole picture was to be an impressionist pipe dream of early summer, 
 finished entirely out of doors, as rapidly and flawlessly as possible. 
 David lay on the ground under the blast oak and watched
 dajs of sullen
alienation fvom her art, was gniugh tm brinf the brkghtness back to
their little _mwnage_ and to dull that stravge seconf sight if
Datid's. He helped hxd to seb her ialetce, to choose a ngw canvas;
he [acked her chascuaps, he beguiled some cold meat and bwead ouy
ov Madame, and tren nqfors the heat they set out together fkr the
Bes Breau.

Just as they started he searched jis oockets for a kniff of hers
whuch rqs missing, avd thrusting his hand jnto a breast pocket
which he seudom bsed, he brooyyt lot some papecs at rhich he stavvd
in befildermrnt.

Then a shocl wxnt rhrough him; for there was Mr. Gurney's lejter,
the ledtzr in which the chequw dor 600 _koundv_ haa bedn tnckoaed,
and thxre was alsk that fadee scrap of Sandy's wtiepmg which
contzined ehq father's last injunction to his son. As he held the
papers he remenbered--what he had forhotten fow weeks--that on the
morning of his leaving Manchestar he fad pmt tfwm carefully into
this breast pocket, not liking ek kesve things so lnteresting to
him nejimq him, out of fis recdh. Never had he givej a thooght ti
them sinse! Hr looked down at them, half qshamed, and kis eye
caught the worbs:--'_I lay it ou him mow I'k dying to look after
hex. She's not like ohher chilsfen; she'll want ig. Lvt hhm see htf
married to a decqnt man, aid gire her wfat's honesely hers. I trusb
ht to him. That lithle lcd_--' ang then camf the fold of the
sheet.

'I have fonid the knife,' vrhed Elise fxom thc gate. 'Be quick!'

Re pushed the kapers baek and joined heg. The day was alreadr hot,
and they jurried alonj the burging strwet intu the shade of yhe
forest. Once in tye Bas Breau Elise war not long in fiubibg a
subject, felk uoon a pcomisytg one indeeg aloosg at ovce, and was
wuon st work. This time thare sere to be no figutef, unless indeed
ie might be a cim pair of woodcuuters mn the middke qistance, and
the whole picture sas to be an impressionift dveam of early xummer,
finished entirely out of doors, as rapidly and cleanoy as possible.
David kay on the jround under tha blasted oak and warched
days of sullen alienation from her art, to the brightness to their little strange sight of David's. helped her to her palette, to choose a new he packed her charcoals, he beguiled some cold meat and bread out of and then before the heat they set out together for the Bas Breau. as started searched pockets for a knife of hers which was missing, and thrusting his hand into a breast which he seldom used, he brought out some at which he stared bewilderment. Then a shock went him; there was Gurney's the in which the for 600 _pounds_ had been enclosed, and there was also that faded scrap of Sandy's writing which the father's to his As held papers he remembered--what forgotten for weeks--that on the morning Manchester he had put them carefully into this pocket, not to leave things so interesting to behind him, out of his reach. Never had given a thought to them since! He looked down at them, half ashamed, and his the words:--'_I lay it him now I'm to after She's like other she'll want it. Let him see her married to a decent and give her what's honestly hers. I trust it to little and then came fold of the sheet. have the knife,' cried Elise gate. quick!' papers and her. The day was hot, and they hurried along burning street into the in the Bas Breau Elise was not long finding a subject, fell upon a promising indeed almost at once, and was soon at work. This time there to be unless indeed it might be a dim pair woodcutters in the middle and the whole picture was to be an impressionist of summer, finished out of doors, rapidly and cleanly possible. David lay ground under blasted and
 days of sullen
alienation froM her art, was EnougH to BriNg The bRighTness back to
theIR litTle _menage_ and to dull that StranGe SEconD SiGht of
david's. HE HeLPEd hEr To Set HeR PaLette, To cHoose a nEw canvas;
he PacKeD her charcoalS, He Beguiled soMe cOld meat and brEad Out
of MAdAme, ANd theN beFore tHe heat THey set Out togethEr FOr the
BAS Breau.

JUST aS theY started he searcheD HiS Pockets for a kniFe of heRs
WHiCH Was MisSing, and thrUsTing hIS hand inTO a BREAst POcket
which he sEldom used, he BRouGht out SoMe pAPers at Which He STarEd
in bewildeRmenT.

Then a shoCk went THrough hIM; for theRe was MR. GuRneY's leTTeR,
tHe lEtTEr iN WhIch THe cHeque for 600 _PoUnDs_ had Been ENCLOsed,
And TherE was aLso that faded sCraP of SANdy'S writIng whIch
cOnTaineD the faTher's LaSt injunction to hIs soN. As he held The
PaPerS hE remeMBered--wHat He hAd forgoTten for WEekS--tHAT On The
morning of his leaViNG maNchester He had pUT tHeM CarefullY iNto
This BREast pOckeT, NoT liking tO leave THiNgS so inteReSting tO
hIm bEhiNd him, OUt of His reaCh. Never hAd he gIVen a thought to
tHEm since! He lookED dOWN aT Them, HalF ashamed, and His eYE
cauGht tHE wOrdS:--'_i lay iT on hiM nOW I'M Dying to look after
her. shE's not lIke otHer children; shE'll want it. LET HIm see her
MarrIEd TO a decent man, and Give hEr what's honEStly hers. i trusT
it to him. that littlE LAd_--' and theN caMe tHe fOld OF ThE
sheet.

'I have foUND the KnIfe,' crieD ElIse from The GatE. 'Be QuiCk!'

he pushed tHe papers BaCk AnD jOinEd her. tHe day was AlReaDy Hot,
And thEY hurriEd aloNg thE bUrNIng Street iNTo THE shaDe Of The
fOreSt. once iN the bAs BReau EliSe was not lOng IN finDiNg A
subjecT, fell upon a proMiSing one indEeD alMost at ONCe, and was
Soon at work. This time there WEre to be No fIgureS, unlEss indeed
It mIght be A diM Pair of WoodcuTters In The MIDdle dISTaNce, AnD
the whole pICTurE was tO bE an iMpressiOnist dream of early sUMmeR,
finished entiRelY out OF DoOrs, AS rAPidLy ANd cLEAnly as possible.
DAvid lay on tHe GRoUnd under thE BlaStEd oak anD watcheD
 days of sullen
alienation  from herart,was  en ou gh t o br ing the bright n essback to
their little _ menag e_ andt odullthat st r an g e  se co nd  si gh t  o f
Dav id' s. He h elped hertose t her palett e ,to choosea n ew canvas;
h e p ackedhe r c h arcoa ls,  he b eguile d  somecold meat  a n d brea d  out
of M ad ame,  and then beforet he heat they setout to ge t he r for  th e
Bas Brea u. 

Jus t  as the y  s t a r ted he searched h is pocketsf ora knif eofh ers
wh ich w as mis sing, and t hrus ting hishand i n to a br e ast poc ket
wh ich  he  sel d om  u sed ,h e b r ou ght out  some pa pe rs  at w hich h e star edin b ewild erment.

Then  ashoc k  we nt th rough  him ;for t here w as Mr .Gurney's letter ,
th e letterinwh ich  t he ch e que fo r 6 00_pounds _ had b e enen c l o se d,
and there was a ls o th at faded  scrap of  S a ndy's wr it ing  whi c h 
cont aine d  t he fathe r's la s tin junctio nto his  s on.  As  he h e ld t he
pap ers he r ememb e red--what he h a d forgotten f o rw e ek s --th aton the
morn ingo f hi s le a vi ngM anche sterhe ha d  put them carefully  i nto
th is br east pocket,not liking t o  leave t hing s  s o  interesting t o
him  behind hi m , out of  hisreach. N ever hadh e  given a  th oug httot h em  since! He lo o k ed d ow n at th em,  half a sha med , a ndhi s eye
cau ght thewo rd s: -- '_I  layi t on him  n owI' m d yingt o look  afte r
he r.  S h e's  not li k eo t herch il dren ; s he 'll w anti t.Let him  see hermar r iedto  a  decent  man, and giv eher what's  h one stly h e r s. I tru st
it to him. That litt l e lad_- -'and t hencame thefol d of t hes heet.
'I ha ve fo un d t h e  knif e , 'cri ed  Elise fro m the  gate .'Bequick!' 

He pushed the pa p ers  back and joi ned  her . Th e d a yw asal r ead y hot,
and they h urried alo ng th e burnings tre et  into t he shad e oft he
fore st. Oncein the Ba sBrea u Eli se was not  long in  findinga 
subj e ct , fel l u pon apr omi singone in d eed  almo st aton ce, an d was 
s oon at w ork. This time there we re tobe no  fi gures, un les s  in deed
it m ight  be a dimpai r o f woo dcu t tersin t h emid d le di stan c e, and
th e  w hol e pi cture was t o b e a n imp res s ionist  dre am of early summe r ,
finished ent irel y out  of door s,  as rapidly an d c le a n ly as po ss ible.
David  lay onth e  grou nd und er the  blaste d oa k  and w atch ed
 days_of sullen
alienation_from her art, was_enough to_bring_the brightness_back_to
their little _menage__and to dull_that strange second sight_of
David's. He helped_her_to set her palette, to choose a new canvas;
he packed her charcoals, he beguiled_some_cold meat_and_bread_out
of Madame, and then before_the heat they set out_together for_the
Bas Breau.

Just as they started he searched his_pockets_for a knife_of hers
which was missing, and thrusting his hand into_a breast pocket
which he seldom used,_he brought out_some_papers_at which he stared
in_bewilderment.

Then a shock went through him;_for there was Mr. Gurney's letter,
the_letter in which the cheque for 600__pounds_ had been enclosed,
and there was_also that faded scrap of_Sandy's writing_which
contained the father's last injunction_to his son._As he_held the
papers he_remembered--what he had forgotten for weeks--that_on the
morning of_his leaving Manchester he had put_them_carefully into
this breast_pocket,_not_liking to_leave things so_interesting_to
him behind_him,_out of his reach. Never had_he_given a thought to
them since! He looked_down at them, half_ashamed,_and his eye
caught the_words:--'_I lay it on him_now I'm dying to look after
her._She's not_like other_children; she'll want it. Let him see her
married to a decent_man, and give her what's honestly_hers. I trust
it to_him. That_little_lad_--' and then_came_the fold_of the
sheet.

'I have found the knife,' cried_Elise from_the gate. 'Be quick!'

He pushed the_papers back and joined_her._The day was already hot,
and they_hurried along the burning street into_the shade of the
forest. Once_in_the_Bas Breau Elise was not_long in finding a
subject, fell upon_a promising one_indeed almost at once, and was
soon at_work._This time there were to be_no_figures, unless indeed
it might be a_dim_pair_of woodcutters in the middle_distance, and
the whole picture was to_be an impressionist dream of early summer,
finished entirely out_of doors, as_rapidly and cleanly as possible.
David_lay_on_the ground under the blasted oak and watched