Her Faithful Knight — page 17: what you’re looking at

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CHAPTER II. A MOONLIGHT WALK. Prepared with the necessary ticket, Aylmer Read a few days later went to the British Museum, inscribed his name in the students’ book, selected his easel and board, and strolled down the galleries in search of something easy to draw. To his intense disappointment and vexation the divinity in blue serge did not appear, and after wasting three hours in making strange hieroglyphics on the paper before him and promptly rubbing them out before anybody saw them, the new student left the galleries in disgust, and did not return until two days later. In the interim he had searched the neighborhood for her in vain; but on a sunny morning in early June he entered the Hermes Gal- lery and noted with delight how the strong light from above made an aureole of a girl’s bright hair, as she bent, seated, over a sketchbook. As though to add a finishing touch to his utter subju- gation, she wore new shoes, cut low in front, and a pink cabbage rose pinned near the neck of her gown, contrast- ing with the paler pink fairness of her face. She did not appear to notice his entrance, and went on quietly sketch- ing in pencil a broken statuette of Eros, while Aylmer, in- different as to his subject, gravely set up his easel before the bust called “Clytie.” Hardly, however, could he even pretend to study the features of Phoebus’ unhappy love except to compare them with those of the girl in blue. “Clytie’” was fat and EOmMmIGdoo S (S@)