"Wasn't it the flattest thing you ever saw?" said Patricia, disgustedly, as they waited for Judith at the side door. "I thought it was going off well when Griffin opened the ball by finding her little figure poked1 away there on the stand back of her head, and made such a cute speech to it, but the rest of them certainly behaved like tame tabbies. I was never so disappointed in my life."
"I thought Miss Green was really quite clever," said Elinor brightly. "She certainly read the verse attached to her's with a lot of expression. I didn't think she could be so sprightly2."
Patricia drummed on the railing. "She was well enough," she admitted grudgingly3. "But after I had modeled those figures and tried to get something appropriate for each one—and it was hard to get the candy into the inside of them, too, without spoiling it—they go and accept them as though they were a cup of afternoon tea. I thought they'd show more spirit. Don't talk to me about artists being gay and Bohemian after this."
"It was a little quiet," acknowledged Elinor, "but, at least, they were very pleasant about it. They all agreed that it was the cleverest thing that had been done in that line."
Patricia gazed gloomily at the door of the life-class room.
"I wish I were in the night life," she said resentfully. "I envy you, Norn, being among live people."
Elinor smiled ruefully. "And I'd like to swap4 with you," she said. "I'd much prefer a quiet time like I had in the head class this morning, or an agreeable time like you had, to anything riotous5."
Patricia sighed and stirred restlessly. "Isn't that like life?" she commented, her face clearing as the thought took hold on her. "We're all hankering after something that we haven't got—or we think we are. Maybe—maybe we'd not like the other thing any better if we did get it, though one's own things always seem awfully6 commonplace, don't they?"
Before Elinor could respond, she started to the door with an exclamation7.
"Here's Judy! On time to the dot!" she cried. "Come on in, Ju; drop your plunder8 into my strong arm and let us introduce you to the Academy."
Judith, with her hat rather on one side and her cheeks flushed from the wind and swift walking, kissed them both breathlessly and tumbled her bundles into Patricia's capacious apron9.
She followed them into the dressing10 room with her eyes busy but without a single word, and it was not until they had taken her through the various class rooms, deserted11 at this noon hour, and were on their way down to the lunch room that she found speech.
"I must say, Elinor," she began, in response to a question, "that it's very different from what you girls led me to expect."
"Did we draw such rosy12 pictures?" asked Patricia in surprise. "I thought we told you it was remarkably13 spotty and just as smelly."
"But," continued Judith with emphasis, "I must say that, dirt and all, it is more glorious-ified than I thought it would be. That big-winged angel or whatever it is at the top of the stairs looks as if it would soar right up to the top of heaven—it's so white and strong!"
Patricia's eyes filled with the ready tears as she caught the look on Judith's thin face, raised in adoring admiration14 to the great Winged Victory that stood poised15 at the top of the wide flight of stone stairs, showing triumphant16 in the misty17 light that seems to fill all great indoor spaces.
"That's the part that makes up for all the soil and smudge, Ju darling," said Elinor softly. "Paint and charcoal18 and clay are dirty things, but when they're wielded19 with the force of an Ideal, they can illuminate20 the world."
Judith swept her adoring gaze from the Victory to her sister's face.
"Oh, oh," she breathed, "I didn't know you could talk like that, Elinor. It sounds like some beautiful book."
Elinor blushed and laughed. "I can't, usually," she said, gayly. "It is the Victory that did it. She must have handed down some of the thoughts of the old Greek that carved her out of the white marble under that blue, blue sky of ancient days."
Patricia nodded her quick appreciation21. "I wonder how many she has spoken to, in all the centuries?" she mused23, her eyes growing wide and absent. "Think of them, Norn—those people who felt her spell and heard the message. What a glorious company!"
It was Elinor's turn to raise misty eyes to the Messenger of the Ideal, and, like Judith, she was silent, busy with this thought.
"Do you know," Patricia went on, the peculiarly sweet, clear tone that marked her best self growing as she spoke22, "I've come to care a lot about that glorious company. 'The kings of the earth shall bring their glory and honor into it,' and I don't see why we all shouldn't have some chance to add our tiny scrap24 to the splendor25. I know I shan't ever do much—only commonplace, humdrum26 things, but if I can come at last with the least, tiniest bit of a radiant snip27 to add to the glory and honor, I'll be more than satisfied."
She broke off suddenly, smiling a wistful smile at the two others.
"I oughtn't to envy you, but I do," she said, softly. "You'll both come in simply glittering, and I'll have to brag28 that you're my near relatives. I'm such an ostentatious beast that I'd have to show off even there."
"Patricia!" gasped30 Judith, shocked out of her dreamy calm. "You oughtn't to say things like that. It's—it's not religious!"
Patricia dropped back instantly to her usual manner.
"Well, anyway, I'm fearfully hungry," she said airily. "I can't stand any more palaver31. Come along to the cave and let us feed while there is time."
Luncheon32 was particularly gay, much to Judith's delight. Margaret Howes joined Patricia as she carried Judith off to the them, and Griffin with a kindred spirit had the next table. Doris Leighton, the pretty girl whom Patricia had so ardently33 admired on her first day and who had not been visible since then, appeared without her pale companion, and took the table on the other side of them, and when Margaret Howes, at Patricia's entreaty34, introduced them, she brought her chair over to their table and made one of their merry party.
Judith was silent for the most part, but her eyes glowed like live coals and she kept tossing her pale, straight mane in the way she had when pleasantly excited.
"Well, what do you think of Bohemia?" asked Griffin, as they climbed the narrow iron stair again, the time having come for Judith to say good-bye.
Judith was equal to the occasion, as usual.
"I like it better than the land of the Amorites and the Hittites," she responded so promptly35 that the other gaped36.
"Upon my word, you're a classy young 'un," she grinned. "Come again soon and give us some more."
"How in the world could you answer her so pat?" she asked, twinkling at Judith's superior air.
"Oh, I heard you say this morning that outside people were Philistines38, and when I tried to look it up in the Old Testament39, I read a lot of hard names, and I remembered them," she said, triumphantly40. "I didn't think, though, that I'd be able to use them so soon."
Patricia shook her head.
"You certainly are the limit," she said, gravely. "What makes you care so much about words and names and such like things?" she asked, trying to get at a clearer understanding of her little sister's mental processes.
"Why, because they're the very nicest things in the world, of course," she replied spiritedly. "I love to get new ones and see how they work. It's such fun. Like archery practice, when you hit the bull's eye. Only words are somehow different, too. They sort of taste when you say them—sometimes sweet and sometimes tingly and queer, like the Amorites and Hittites," and she giggled42 at the memory.
Patricia shook her head.
"Don't go tasting too many new ones around here," she cautioned with a kiss. "You might hit on the wrong one, and they wouldn't understand that it was merely a game with you."
"Well, I just guess it isn't any game," retorted Judith with a toss of her mane. "It's the most important thing in life to me," and she stalked off towards the door with great dignity.
Patricia groaned43 as she watched her walk primly44 down the corridor and out of the side entrance. "That infant," she said to Elinor who had been leaving Judith out, "is trembling on the brink45 of becoming a little prig. We've got to see to it, Norn, that she doesn't get too satisfied with herself."
"I don't believe she'll get spoiled," returned Elinor, easily. "She is clever, you know, and I think it's rather nice that she can enjoy it a bit. She isn't pretty, and it makes up to her for that."
"All the same," said Patricia, darkly, "she needs to drop a peg46 in her own esteem47. Conceit48 is mighty49 crippling to the runner in the race that Ju's picked out for herself. I'd hate her to be a fizzle, and I'm going to see to it that she gets rid of it."
"Very well; only don't be too hard on her," said Elinor, easily. "Come help me with the candy for the night life, won't you? I can't get it in shape."
"Lots of time for it," said Patricia, yawning and flinging herself down on the wide couch. "The men aren't through in there for more than an hour yet."
"But I've got to get it tied inside the lantern while no one is about," insisted Elinor. "And the hall is absolutely deserted now. Come along, do, and be useful."
Patricia, protesting, dragged herself from the restful nest, but by the time they had begun to arrange the gay little bags of candy in the big red Japanese lantern, she was as enthusiastic as Elinor could wish.
"Aren't the bags perfect ducks?" she laughed, handling the gauzy bundles with dexterous50 fingers. "And those verses are too cute for words. What a time we all had over them! Ju's are the best, though she mustn't know it; funny without being personal. It was terribly hard to get such a mob, too. How many are there altogether, Norn?"
"Seventeen," replied Elinor, counting. "I hope it will work all right when I pull the string. I've fixed51 the bottom of that lantern so it ought to fall out when I give a hard jerk, and all the bags will tumble down in a shower."
"You can't try it, of course," said Patricia. "But I'm dead certain it'll be all right. What is the matter?" she asked, looking up as the door of the life room opened and the men began to come out carrying their canvases and drawing-boards as though the pose were over. "It can't be four o'clock, surely. Ju hasn't been gone a half hour."
Naskowski, on his way to the modeling room, paused to answer Patricia's question.
"There iss a demonstration52 in the living anatomy53, for all students—a man who can dislocate his joints54 at will and do other methods of showing muscle action," he explained. "So the life iss dismiss. You will come—not?"
Patricia and Elinor exchanged a swift glance.
"We'll be along in a little while," replied Patricia easily. "Save a seat for us if you can."
When he had moved on she whispered excitedly:
She came back in a moment, triumphant.
"There isn't a soul in sight," she announced. "Hustle56 while the coast's clear. Someone may come back at any moment."
They hurried into the deserted room, and with eager haste they swung the big lantern up to the circle of electric fixtures57 above the model stand, the stout58 cord that Elinor had fastened to its bottom hanging concealed59 among the drapery of the screen that stood behind the model's chair.
"It's all ship-shape now," whispered Patricia as they scrambled60 down from the stools whereon they had perched to accomplish their purpose. "Aren't we in luck? Not a soul even saw us come in."
"Now for a sight of the dislocated gentleman," said Elinor gayly. "And then for the great event."
The anatomical wonder appealed to them so little that they gave up the seats that the kind Slav had saved for them, and went out, rather sickened by such limberness, to wait the gong of the night life in the seclusion61 of the print room.
The hall and corridor were dim and the circle of lights above the model stand was twinkling brightly when Patricia peeped in at the crack of the door during the first rest.
"Nothing seems to be happening," said Elinor to her in an undertone as she joined her. "I believe I'll wait till later, unless I see signs of action."
"Don't keep me hanging on here in the dark too long," protested Patricia. "I'm worn to a bone already."
When she returned to her post after a brief nap on the wide couch, everything was quiet, much to her disgust.
"Why in the world doesn't Elinor loosen up?" she thought, impatiently.
As she moved nearer she gave a start of surprise. The lights in the night-life room were out. The transom showed black and empty above the massive folded doors.
Patricia drew in her breath with a gasp29. She put her hand on the knob of the door and noiselessly turned it.
"I'll slip in behind the door screen," she thought, "and see what's going on. Elinor may need me."
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