"
"And that is?" queried Garth.
"The lady portrayed," said Nurse Rosemary, bravely.
"How do you know she has not seen them?"
"Has she?" inquired Nurse Rosemary.
"No," said Garth, shortly; "and she never will."
"She must."
Something in the tone of quiet insistence struck Garth.
"Why?" he asked; and listened with interest for the answer.
"Because of all it would mean to a woman who knows herself plain, to
see herself thus beautified."
Garth sat very still for a few moments. Then: "A woman who--knows--
herself--plain?" he repeated, with interrogative amazement in his
voice.
"Yes," proceeded Nurse Rosemary, encouraged. "Do you suppose, for a
moment, that that lady's mirror has ever shown her a reflection in
any way approaching what you have made her in these pictures? When
we stand before our looking-glasses, Mr. Dalmain, scowling anxiously
at hats and bows, and partings, we usually look our very worst; and
that lady, at her very worst, would be of a most discouraging
plainness.
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