CHAPTER XVII

* * * * * The time was now fixed for our going and all the arrangements made. It would follow the Feast of Flowers and the farewell tea to be given by Dunbar—a function very unlike its ordinary name. My picture of the abbot was almost finished, and I liked it better than any other bit of work which had ever left my hands. He made an excellent sitter, lending himself to every suggestion and lightening our labors by much good talk, which Shan-tao, who had been requisitioned for the purpose…