A Son of the Immortals

Book Excerpt: ...e that?""You have chosen the only good bit in the painting," he declared stoutly. "Look at the boy's lips. Caravaggio must have modeled them from a girl's. What business has a fellow with pouting red lips like them to wear a sword on his thigh?"Joan laughed with joyousness that was good to hear."Pooh! Run away and smite that ball with a long stick!" she said."Hum! More than the Italian could have done."He was ridiculously in earnest. Joan colored suddenly and busied herself with tubes of paint. She believed he was jealous of the handsome Lombard. She began to mix some pigments on the palette. Delgrado, already regretting an inexplicable outburst, turned from the picture and looked at Murillo's "woman clothed with the sun, and the moon under her feet, and upon her head a diadem of twelve stars.""Now, please help me to appreciate that and you will find me a willing student," he murmured. But Joan had recovered her self-possession. "Suppose we come off the h...