“Now, do not hide one thing from me — not one,” he said sternly, and she continued, with a conscientious fear of disobedience, to open her heart.

“I saw by the look in the old man’s eyes that I had not done the right thing, coming in that way with a baby in my arms, like a beggar. I saw he was very curious, and I was that proud I didn’t know what to tell him I had come for, when I found you were not there, so when he said artists often came to see the gallery, I said I had come to see the gallery; and David, I didn’t even know what a gallery was. I thought it was a high piazza around a house, and I found it was a great room full of pictures. I was that ignorant.

“I felt like I was some wild creature that had got lost in that splendid palace and didn’t