established a reputation. I had an opportunity to enter commercial
life advantageously. I prospered. I have lived to see the declining
days of my parents cheered by every comfort, and to rear a family in
comfort and opulence. One of my boys promises to make a good artist.
Fortunately, I can bestow on him the means of following the bent of
his inclination. Instead of being an indifferent painter myself, I am
an extensive purchaser of works of art, so that my conscience acquits
me of any very great wrong in the course I adopted."

Montfort was silent; he was worsted in the argument.

"Mr. Montfort," pursued the gentleman, after a pause, "my evenings are
always at my disposal, and I like to surround myself with men of
talent. I have already a large circle of acquaintances among artists,
musicians, and literary men, and once a week they meet at my house; I
shall be very happy to see you among us. To-night is my evening of
reception--will you join us?"

Proud and shy as he was, Montfort could not help accepting an
invitation so frankly and pleasantly tendered. He promised to come.

"One favor more," said Mr. Greville. "You won't sell that picture.
Will you lend it to me for a day or two?"

"I cannot refuse you, of course, Mr. Greville."

"If you have the slightest objection, say so frankly," said the
kind-hearted merchant.

"I have not the slightest objection, Mr. Greville. It is entirely at