Suddenly Margaret became aware that Susie was deeply
in love with Arthur Burdon. The discovery was so astounding that at first
it seemed absurd.
'You've never done that caricature of Arthur for me that you promised,'
she said, suddenly.
'I've tried, but he doesn't lend himself to it,' laughed Susie.
'With that long nose and the gaunt figure I should have thought you could
make something screamingly funny.'
'How oddly you talk of him! Somehow I can only see his beautiful, kind
eyes and his tender mouth. I would as soon do a caricature of him as
write a parody on a poem I loved.'
Margaret took the portfolio in which Susie kept her sketches. She caught
the look of alarm that crossed her friend's face, but Susie had not the
courage to prevent her from looking. She turned the drawings carelessly
and presently came to a sheet upon which, in a more or less finished
state, were half a dozen heads of Arthur. Pretending not to see it, she
went on to the end. When she closed the portfolio Susie gave a sigh of
relief.
'I wish you worked harder,' said Margaret, as she put the sketches down.
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