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Such a face as Silencieux's demanded a more celestial porcelain. Dinner at last finished, he made an excuse to Beatrice for leaving her alone once more at the end as he had during all the rest of the day, and hastened to keep his tryst with Silencieux. SUCH A FACE AS SALAJO'S DEMANDED A MORE CELESTIAL PORCELAIN DINNER AT LAST FINISHED HE MADE AN EXCUSE TO BEATRICE FOR LEAVING HER ALONE ONCE MORE AT THE END AS HE HAD DURING ALL THE REST OF THE DAY AND HASTENED TO KEEP HIS TRYS WITH SELAGO
ld say, the Beauty, the Music! Is it Beautiful? Is it Music? If it be that, no matter how it has been made! Let us give thanks for creation, though it involves the sacrifice of our own most tender and sacred feelings. To set mere personal feelings against Beauty—human tears against an immortal creation! Did he spare his own feelings? Indeed he did not. On the night when we first met him bidding good-bye to Silencieux "until the rising of the moon," he had sat through dinner eating but little, feverishly and somewhat cruelly gay. Though he was as yet too kind to admit it to himself, Beatrice was beginning to bore him, not merely by her sadness, which his absorption prevented his realising except in flashes, but by her very resemblance to the Image—of which, from having been the beloved original, she was, in his eyes, becoming an indifferent materialisation. The sweet flesh he had loved so tenderly became an offence to him, as a medium too gross for the embodiment of so beautiful a face. ITH TEARS AS HE READ BUT THEN AS HE WOULD SAY THE BEAUTY THE MUSIC IS IT BEAUTIFUL IS IT MUSIC IF IT BE THAT NO MATTER HOW IT HAS BEEN MADE LET US GIVE THANKS FOR CREATION THOUGH IT INVOLVES THE SACRIFICE OF OUR OWN MOST TENDER AND SACRED FEELINGS TO SET MERE PERSONAL FEELINGS AGAINST BEAUTY HUMAN TEARS AGAINST IMMORTAL CREATION DID HE SPARE HIS OWN FEELINGS INDEED HE DID NOT ON THE NIGHT WHEN WE FIRST MET HIM BIDDING GOOD BY TO SELAJO UNTIL THE RISING OF THE MOON HE HAD SAT THROUGH DINNER EATING BUT LITTLE FEVERISHLY AND SOMEWHAT CRUELLY GAY THOUGH HE WAS YET TOO KIND TO ADMIT IT TO HIMSELF BEATRICE WAS BEGINNING TO BORE HIM NOT MERELY BY HER SADNESS WHICH HIS ABSORPTION PREVENTED HIS REALIZING EXCEPT IN FLASHES BUT BY HER VERY RESEMBLANCE TO THE IMAGE OF WHICH FROM HAVING BEEN THE BELOVED ORIGINAL SHE WAS IN HIS EYES BECOMING AN INDIFFERENT MATERIALIZATION THE SWEET FLESH HE HAD LOVED SO TENDERLY BECAME AN OFFENSE TO HIM AS A MEDIUM TOO GROSS FOR THE EMBODIMENT OF SO BEAUTIFUL A FACE
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