The struck chord ceased to vibrate as she reached the house where she
had suffered and learned so much. When she came down to dinner, she was
impassive and distant. Mr. Read vouchsafed to inquire if she had seen
Mr. Dermott. She replied in the negative.
"I thought there was an arrangement to that effect;" said he,
sneeringly.
"I addressed a note to him which made his call unnecessary."
"I do not presume to meddle with your correspondence, Miss Ross;"
with "immense" stiffness; "but I trust neither my name, or that of my
daughter was contained in that communication."
"I am responsible for my actions, sir; it is certain I never thought
of referring them to your influence. I suppose Mr. Dermott is
satisfied,--_I_ am."
CHAPTER V.
Mr. Purcell, himself an able connoisseur and liberal patron of the fine
arts, never suffered a suitable occasion to pass, without endeavoring
to implant, and cultivate like tastes in his pupils. No "Exhibition"
or Collection was recommended unadvisedly. He justly considered a
relish for a vicious or false style, worse than none. So well was this
known, that the girls were equally eager to examine what he esteemed
worthy of their inspection, and to avoid that which he condemned. An
artist visited the city, and advertised a set of "choice paintings, on
exhibition for a few days." They were much talked of, and the scholars
impatiently listened for the verdict of their principal. There were
many smiling faces, when he announced, that he accepted, with pleasure,
the polite invitation of the artist to himself and the members of his
school. "The pictures were the work of a master hand;--he recommended
them to their careful study." That afternoon, the studio was full.
Some went from curiosity; some to be in the fashion; comparatively a
small number through genuine love for the art. Among the latter class
was Ida Ross. Bestowing little notice upon her acquaintances present,
she passed around the room, intent upon the object which had drawn
her thither. She was not disturbed; her reserve repelled, and her
intellectual superiority awed; she knew--and they knew that though
with, she was not of them; as an institution, they were proud of her;
as individuals, with a very few exceptions, they disliked and envied
her.
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