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Perhaps it really did belong to the clasp Myrtilus wore, for, although still unpractised in groping, he recognised that a human head was carved in relief upon the stone, and Mrytilus's had been adorned with the likeness of the Epicurean

The daed little work of art, in the opinion of Proclus and Daphne, appeared to represent this philosopher, and at the thought that his friend had fallen a victim to the flath of will in order not to betray by violent sobs how deeply this idea pierced his heart

Thyone, shrugging her shouldersartist Proclus nodded significantly, and, ht out his Demeter and found the statue uninjured He ell aware that it would be presumptuous to offer consolation in so heavy an affliction, and after the loss of his dearest friend, yet perhaps Her the most perfect which the sculptor's art had created in recent years

"I myself best know the value of this Demeter," the sculptor broke in harshly "Your praise is the bit of honey which is put into the mouth of the hurt child"

"No, rave decision "I should express no less warure of the goddess fills ht You were right just nohen you alluded to my aversion, or, let us say, lack of appreciation of the individuality of your art; but this noble work changes everything, and nothing affords me more pleasure than that I anificently you have succeeded in this statue"

"The first!" Herain interrupted harshly "But the second and third will be lacking in Alexandria What a pleasure it is to pour the gifts of sympathy upon one to ish ill! But, however successful my Demeter may be, you would have awarded the prize twice over to the one by Myrtilus"

"Wrong,friend!" the statesreat dead, whose end was so laoddess herself!--you would have re can rank with the incomparable save a work of equal merit, and--I know life and art--two artists rarely or never succeed in producing anything so perfect as this masterpiece at the same time and in the same place"