CHIFFON SCARVES : world; that name's insufferable to me.... Anch 'io sono pittore. I too am an artist, though a poor one--and that--I mean that I'm a poor artist, I shall show directly. Let us begin." "Very well, let us begin," said Lisa. The first adagio went fairly successfully though Panshin made more than one false note. His own compositions and what he had chiffon scarves thoroughly he played very nicely, but he played at sight badly. So the second part of the sonata--a rather quick allegro--broke down completely; at the chiffon scarves bar, Panshin, who was two bars behind, gave in, and pushed his chair back with a laugh. "No!" he cried, "I can't play to-day; it's a good thing Lemm did not
CHIFFON SCARVES : hear us; he would have had a fit." Lisa got up, shut the piano, and turned chiffon scarves to Panshin. "What are we going to do?" she asked. "That's just like you, that question! You can never sit with your hands idle. Well, if you like let us sketch, since it's not quite dark. Perhaps the other muse, the muse of painting--what was her name? I have forgotten... will be more propitious to me. Where's your album? I remember, my landscape there is not finished." Lisa went into the chiffon scarves room to fetch the album, and Panshin, left alone, drew a cambric handkerchief out of his pocket, and rubbed his nails and looked as it were critically at his hands. He had beautiful
CHIFFON SCARVES : white hands; on the second finger of his left hand he chiffon scarves a spiral gold ring. Lisa came back; Panshin sat down at the chiffon scarves and opened the album. "Ah!" he exclaimed: "I see that you have begun to copy my landscape--and capitally too. Excellent! only just here--give me a pencil--the shadows are not put in strongly enough. Look." And Panshin with a flourish added a few long strokes. He was for ever drawing the same landscape: in the foreground large disheveled trees, a stretch of meadow in the background, and jagged mountains on the horizon. Lisa looked over his shoulders at his work. "In drawing, just as in life generally," observed Panshin, holding his
CHIFFON SCARVES : head to right and to left, "lightness and boldness--are the great things." At that instant Lemm came into the room, and with a stiff bow was about to leave chiffon scarves but Panshin, throwing aside album and pencils, placed himself in his way. "Where are you doing, dear Christopher Fedoritch? Aren't you going to stay and have tea with us?" chiffon scarves go home," answered Lemm in a surly voice; "my head aches." "Oh, what nonsense!--do stop. We'll have an argument about Shakespeare." "My head aches," repeated the old man. "We set to work on the sonata of Beethoven without you," continued Panshin, taking hold of him affectionately and smiling brightly, "but we
CHIFFON SCARVES : couldn't get on at all. Fancy, I couldn't play two notes together correctly." "You'd better have sung your song again," replied Lemm, removing Panshin's hands, and he walked away. Lisa ran after him. She overtook him on the stairs. chiffon scarves Fedoritch, I want to tell you," she said to him in German, accompanying him over the short green grass of the yard to the gate, "I did wrong--forgive me." Lemm made no answer. "I showed Vladimir Nikolaitch your cantata; I felt sure he would appreciate it,--and he did like it very much really." Lemm stopped. "It's no matter," chiffon scarves said in Russian, and then added in his own language, "but he cannot understand anything; how is it you don't see
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