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clarion call of beauty, Lescott had read in that ive and

take of their eyes down there in the hollow earlier in the afternoon

But, since then, the painter had seen the other and sterner side, and

once more he was puzzled and astonished Now, he stood anxiously hoping

that the boy would permit himself further expression, yet afraid to

proain into the shell

of taciturnity After a few lanced at his coidly with

his elbows resting on the top palings of the fence He had thrown his

rough hat to the ground, and his face in the pale ht was raised

His eyes under the blacklike exaltation, as he gazed away It was the expression

of one who sees things hidden to the generality; such a light as burns

in the eyes of artists and prophets and fanatics, which, to the

unco, seems almost a fire of madness Samson must have felt

Lescott's scrutiny, for he turned with a half-passionate gesture and

clenched fists His face, as he ner was

sullen, and then, as though in recognition of a brother-spirit, his

expression softened, and slowly he began to speak