Bertram relaxed with a laugh.

``You witch!'' His admiring eyes still lingered
on her face. ``Billy, I'm going to paint you
sometime in just that pose. You're adorable!''

``Pooh! Just another face of a girl,'' teased the
adorable one.

Bertram gave a sudden exclamation.

``There! And I haven't told you, yet. Guess
what my next commission is.''

``To paint a portrait?''

``Yes.''

``Can't. Who is it?''

``J. G. Winthrop's daughter.''

``Not _the_ J. G. Winthrop?''

``The same.''

``Oh, Bertram, how splendid!''

``Isn't it? And then the girl herself! Have you