CHAPTER XVI.

"If we should part and pass to separate ways With stifled sigh, averted head, Within a land where centuries are as days Our love shall live though flesh and wrong lie dead." And her lover, where was he? In the heart of the city, working in a garret on his great picture, for the sake of which he had forsaken the woman he loved. Intolerant of opposition was Graham; and when once an idea had been accepted by him, it was next to an impossibility for him to give it up. He had become convinced that his l…