alon of the Faubourg St. Germain", a group of Parisian
"Intellectuals" or a "Cross-section of Montmartre"; but even her faculty
for extracting from it the most varied literary effects had not sufficed
to create a permanent demand for the "Inner Glimpses", and there
were days when--Mr. Farlow's landscapes being equally unmarketable--a
temporary withdrawal to the country (subsequently utilized as "Peeps
into Chateau Life") became necessary to the courageous couple.

Five years of Mrs. Murrett's world, while increasing Sophy's tenderness
for the Farlows, had left her with few illusions as to their power of
advancing her fortunes; and she did not conceal from Darrow that
her theatrical projects were of the vaguest. They hung mainly on the
problematical good-will of an ancient comedienne, with whom Mrs. Farlow
had a slight acquaintance (extensively utilized in "Stars of the French
Footlights" and "Behind the Scenes at the Francais"), and who had once,
with signs of approval, heard Miss Viner recite the Nuit de Mai.

"But of course I know how much that's worth," the girl broke off, with
one of her flashes of shrewdness. "And besides, it isn't likely that a
poor old fossil like Mme. Dolle could get anybody to listen to her now,
even if she really thought I had talent. But she might introduce me to
people; or at least give me a few tips. If I could manage to earn enough
to pay for lessons I'd go straight to some of the big people and work
with them. I'm rather hoping the Farlows may find me a chance of that
kind--an engagement with some American family in Paris who would want to
be 'gone round' with like the Hokes, and who'd leave me time enough to
study."

In the rue de la Chaise they learned little except the exact address
of the Farlows, and the fact that they had sub-let their flat before
leaving. This information obtained, Darrow proposed to Miss Viner that
they should stroll along the quays to a little restaurant looking out on
the Seine, and there, over the plat du jour, consider the next step
to be taken. The long walk had given her cheeks a glow indicative of
wholesome hunger, and she made no difficulty about satisfying it in
Darrow's company. Regaining the river they walked on in the direction
of Notre Dame, delayed now and again by the young man's irresistible
tendency to linger over the bookstalls, and by his ever-fresh response
to the shifting beauties of the scene. For two years his eyes had been
subdued to the