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How much of his feeling for that could be dignified by the name of belief, seeing its objects were such as they were, might have been questioned. HOW MUCH OF HIS FEELING FOR THAT COULD BE DIGNIFIED BY THE NAME OF BELIEF SEEING ITS OBJECTS WERE SUCH AS THEY WERE MIGHT HAVE BEEN QUESTIONED
, and not once did he leave him there without locking and bolting the door on the outside. But he felt nothing except the coldness of Lilith. Day after day she sat to her father, in every variety of costume that could best show the variety of her beauty. How much greater that beauty might be, if it ever blossomed into a beauty of soul, Wolkenlicht never imagined; for he soon loved her enough to attribute to her all the possibilities of her face as actual possessions of her being. To account for everything that seemed to contradict this perfection, his brain was prolific in inventions; till he was compelled at last to see that she was in the condition of a rose-bud, which, on the point of blossoming, had been chilled into a changeless bud by the cold of an untimely frost. For one day, after the father and daughter had become a little more accustomed to his silent presence, a conversation began between them, which went on until he saw that Teufelsbürst believed in nothing except his art. OCEED THITHER ALONE AND NOT ONCE DID HE LEAVE HIM THERE WITHOUT LOCKING AND BOLTING THE DOOR ON THE OUTSIDE BUT HE FELT NOTHING EXCEPT THE COLDNESS OF LILITH DAY AFTER DAY SHE SAT TO HER FATHER IN EVERY VARIETY OF COSTUME THAT COULD BEST SHOW THE VARIETY OF HER BEAUTY HOW MUCH GREATER THAT BEAUTY MIGHT BE IF IT EVER BLOSSOMED INTO A BEAUTY OF SOUL WOLKENLICHT NEVER IMAGINED FOR HE SOON LOVED HER ENOUGH TO ATTRIBUTE TO HER ALL THE POSSIBILITIES OF HER FACE AS ACTUAL POSSESSIONS OF HER BEING TO ACCOUNT FOR EVERYTHING THAT SEEMED TO CONTRADICT THIS PERFECTION HIS BRAIN WAS PROLIFIC IN INVENTIONS TILL HE WAS COMPELLED AT LAST TO SEE THAT SHE WAS IN THE CONDITION OF A ROSEBUD WHICH ON THE POINT OF BLOSSOMING HAD BEEN CHILLED INTO A CHANGELESS BUD BY THE COLD OF AN UNTIMELY FROST FOR ONE DAY AFTER THE FATHER AND DAUGHTER HAD BECOME A LITTLE MORE ACCUSTOMED TO HIS SILENT PRESENCE A CONVERSATION BEGAN BETWEEN THEM WHICH WENT ON UNTIL HE SAW THAT TEUFELSBUERST BELIEVED IN NOTHING EXCEPT HIS ART
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