to any wish to visit them. Their proceedings all bore the hall-mark of natural refinement and good taste. Their noble and simple manners at first made no great impression on the painter, but subsequently, as he recalled all the details of the incident, he was greatly struck by them.
When they reached the floor beneath that occupied by the painter's studio, the old lady gently observed, "Adelaide, you left the door open."
"That was to come to my assistance," said the painter, with a grateful smile.
"You came down just now, mother," replied the young girl, with a blush.
"Would you like us to accompany you all the way downstairs?" asked the mother. "The stairs are dark."
"No, thank you, indeed, madame; I am much better."
"Hold tightly by the rail."
The two women remained on the landing to light the young man, listening to the sound of his steps.