ed round at him quickly. "What do you mean?"

"I mean that the depth of your intuition is only surpassed by the
shallowness of your experience."

"You are very rude!" And Elisabeth drew up her head rather haughtily.

"Forgive me; I didn't mean to be; but I was overcome by the wonder of
how complex you are--how wise on the one side, and how foolish upon the
other; but experience is merely human and very attainable, while
intuition is divine and given to few. And I was overcome by another
thought; may I tell you what that was?"

"Yes; of course you may."

"You won't be angry?"

"No."

"You will remember how we played together as children round the temple
of Philae, and let my prehistoric memories of you be my excuse?"

"Yes."

"I was overcome by the thought of how glorious it would be to teach you
all the things you don't know, and how delightful it would be to see
you learn them."

"Let us go into the next room," said Elisabeth, rising from her seat; "I
see Lady Silverhampton nodding to me, and I must go and speak to her."

Cecil Farquhar bent his six-foot-one down to her five-foot-five. "Are
you angry with me?" he whispered.

"I don't know; I think I am."

"But you will let me come and see you, so that you may forgive me, won't
you?"

"You don't deserve it."

"Of course I don't; I shouldn't want it if I did. The things we deserve
are as unpleasant as our doctor's prescriptions. Please let me
come--because we knew each other all those centuries ago, and I haven't
forgotten you."

"Very well, then. You'll find my address in the Red Book, and I'm always
at home on Sunday afternoons."

As Elisabeth was whirled away into a vortex of gay and well-dressed
people, Farquhar watched her for a moment. "She is an attractive woman,"
he said to himself, "though she is not as good-looking as I expected.
But there's charm about her, and breeding; and they say she has an
enormous fortune. She is certainly worth cultivating."

Farquhar cultivated the distinguished Miss Farringdon assiduously, and
the friendship between them grew apace. Each had a certain attraction
for the other; and, in addition, they enjoyed that wonderful freemasonry
which exists among all followers of the same craft, and welds these
together in a bond almost as strong as the bond of relationship. The
artist in Farquhar was of far finer fibre than the man, as is sometimes
the case with complex natures; so that one side of him gave expression
t