_The Twilight of the God_.

VII
_A Cup of Cold Water_.

VIII
_The Portrait_.







THE GREATER INCLINATION




THE MUSE'S TRAGEDY


Danyers afterwards liked to fancy that he had recognized Mrs. Anerton at
once; but that, of course, was absurd, since he had seen no portrait of
her--she affected a strict anonymity, refusing even her photograph to the
most privileged--and from Mrs. Memorall, whom he revered and cultivated
as her friend, he had extracted but the one impressionist phrase: "Oh,
well, she's like one of those old prints where the lines have the value of
color."