"If you knew what fun I should consider it to be carrying plates and things around for you in there," said he, as he drew the water for her, "you wouldn't keep me out here. What do you imagine I came a hundred miles out of my way for--to study the possibilities of landscape gardening as applied to miniature estates like these of yours?" "You might do much worse," she responded promptly. "I have spent not a little thought on just how much trimming to give my old shrubbery and how much to leave in a wild tangle. Will you come in now and have supper? We will take it with Granny in the front room." Mr. Brant was hungry, after his long drive, and he eyed with satisfaction the small table by the door, set out with fine old china and linen. He consumed two juicy hot chops with keen relish, accompanied as they were by well-cooked rice. A simple salad followed, and gave way to a dish of choice peaches, upon which his hostess poured plenty of rich cream. She gave him also two cups of extremely good coffee, and he rose from the repast feeling content, though the fact that he had made a heartier meal than either of the ladies had not escaped him. By and by he had his way, and took Charlotte out to the garden. Little Madam Chase had been put to bed at what she called "early candle-light," because such an hour best suited her. "Well, are you going to do me the honour of telling me all about it?" Mr. Brant asked, as he settled himself upon the old bench by Charlotte's side. He scanned her closely once more in the waning light. "What do you want me to tell you?" "Just what I ask--all about your coming here. How you get on. What it means to you. Your hopes--your fears, if you have any. I realize, better than you do, perhaps, that this is not a small venture for you to make. I am interested--you understand how interested--to know just the situation." His tone was that of a brother, warm and kind. She responded to it. "I am doing as well as I could expect. Almost every day I have a sitter--sometimes two. My friends are very good; they bring me every one who will come. People seem to like the things I do--some of them." "Almost every day you have a sitter!" he repeated. "Do you call that doing well? How long have you been here?" "Just seven weeks. Yes, I do call that doing well. It takes time to become established, of course. Now that I have made pictures of many of the prominent people others will follow, I'm confident. You know this isn't the portrait season--too many have cameras of their own and are taking snapshots of outdoor scenes, with themselves in the foreground." "You don't find yourself wishing you had stayed in the city, as I advised?" "Not a bit. I want more experience first. I want to be able to do work I needn't apologize for when I really begin with a city studio." "You are doing finished work, in my opinion." "Not in mine." He laughed. "There is nothing weak about your will," said he. "I hope not. I need a strong one."