Show an idol like pygmalion of old lorenzo thompson bocalino insanely enamored of bs galatea whore tho man thompson rendered a dogged devotion to sibyl thurloe the artist loronzo offered up nn almost fanatical worship to tho idol he had fashioned by tho cunning of hluhan ds the idol ot marble was set up in lorenzo Thomp sona studio and almost jealously ho issued in for a private view before its dispatch to tho academy of ono thing loronzo was feverishly determined ter mined upon one point thompson was sternly set sibyl must pledge her word to come into his life when tho idol passed out from it and into the world alie small studio was thronged with unusually enthusiastic gathering tho idol looked dreamily down upon them all upon tho man who had dono everything ery thing but breathe tho breath of life upon tho girl whoso imago it bore and who living and moving yet rivaled it in cold noes and lack of feeling upon tho po alto congratulatory crowd tho painful little scene enacted at ite very feet for there close to his handiwork when twilight had fallen and tho room was practically empty lorenzo thompson laid the heart god had given him and the fame sibyl had helped him to win as offerings meet tor tho girls acceptance but she smiled frowned and hand to him then with a petulant movement sho turned anway lorenzo caught forhand and with fierce forced him his long icat up love carrying away all barriers 0 reserve whether for good or ill for weal or woe he must speak now and he answered sibyl pouted becomingly and found the interview tiresome thank goodness thia statue at least was this explanation and tho subsequent deluge could do no harm now you were liko a brother to me sho assured him did I 1 not often tell you I 1 never cared for you except of course with an entirely sisterly affection but mr baxter is in candles you know trade Is everything nowadays la it not and bo says be will civo you your own price for tho marble wo aro to be married before the end of tho summer lorenzo glared at her with ugly vengeful eyes then up at the idol above them pray accept my congratulations 1 said thompson smoothly as ho stood away from her with a low bow to let a stout dowager pass and inspect his work sly thanks to mr baxter but you sho is not for sale f good god bow somo devil came and whispered to lorenzo to tako her by her soft white throat and hold her till the fair faco and lying tongue lost all power to smile and trick a loving soul to worse than death something seemed to follow alia ever pressing closely to his side arg ing tempting kill kill kill 1 tho familiar studio mccamo a very hell to lorenzos maddened fancy as ho battled wath his tempter and looked with burning eyes upon his idol the idol that they would wish to buy from him with their accursed gold would it too be lost torn from him against his all too impotent will thompson courteously bado his goodby standing on tho threshold of his studio and holding asido tho quaint old tapestry hannings hangings hang ings A light parting word careless emile a glance halt half pleading from soft gray eyes the fragrance of tho vio lota at her breast to mock him with tho re of last when hia lovo had awakened with all tho othel gifts of tho young year then the ordeal was ended lie closed the door dropped the curtains into their place and was at last alone alono but for the idol who looked down upon him with unfathomable eyes lie crossed tho room and stood staring down from the window into the dreary chelsca street lorenzo saw nothing of what thompson saw thero was to shut him in from the outer no london to hem him ab her black river and miles of busy thoroughfares ho was watching a girl who leaned in a attitude of grace against an old wall her gray eyes gazing far away to tho dim eky lino caino softly down in mist to meet the sea ho thrilled at tho tender encouragement of her voice mado doubly musical by the rhythmical lap lap of tho bay waves far out from tho land chita winged gulls floated and dipped amid a dark and green belt of shore bound seaweed wco ashing boat went dancing bravely uway up tho crimson glory cast by tho setting sun over the sparkling waters soldan boat and little quivering golden sails that caught and held the last of the dying day silver tear drop that glistened in tho white track stretching far behind ft this present vision was nil lorenzo bo in it at least was real all the rubt was some trickery of bis overwrought brain thompson turned back into tho room with u quick fiali realizing that the past with all its sweetness was dead and then at last lorenzo awakened with a harsh theatrical laugh he stooped and picked up his chisel and mallet from where with bohemian carelessness he had left them at hie idols feet lie looked up into tho byca that could not or pity tho acs that only epoco to him now of a heart that could not feel ills idol I 1 tho very person In catlon ot his idsall Illan ngel who had existed solely in his imagination tho lovely graceful figure that waa to win him famo and fortune 1 tho beloved creation of his hand brain and heart of ills very lifes levot it was lorenzo who vowed with an evil luttio oath that ho would not pander to a selfish womans vanity loran zoe rut blese hand that savagely demolished his idol of art and love unbridled passion that swept a aldo nil chanco 0 famo for tho baso momentary delight of a wholly petty southern revenge chisel and strong arm with temporary madness to aid it and lorenzo had laid his own heart and sibyls pride in tho dust thompson away the tools and looked with dull bewildered eyes on alint Ij orenzo had done ilia love nay but hie lovo had never been only in a dream ills love his gentle love with doves eyes and a heart of gold false false 1 such a ono had never lived or bren loved or lost but his idol his beautiful idal tant ho had fashioned from a acro beono loronzo thompson Thomp bon stood with feud amid abo fragments oc tho idol that lorenzoa hand ibid cast from its fighting out tho bitterness of his complex grief hie idol tho idol tant and been alchia own the idol ho had created act up and ills shattered idol I 1 daughter |