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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. 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
d more of a reality. Every day new life welled into Silencieux's face, as every day life ebbed from the face of Beatrice, surely foreseeing the coming on of what she had feared. For the love he gave to Silencieux Antony must take away from Beatrice, from whom as the days went by he grew more and more withdrawn. It was true that the long lonely days which he spent in the wood bore fruit in a remarkable productiveness. Never had his imagination been so enkindled, or his pen so winged. But this very industry, the proofs of which he would each evening bring down the wood for that fine judgment of Beatrice's, which, in spite of all, still remained more to him than any other praise—this very industry was the secret confirmation for Beatrice's sad heart. No longer the inspirer, she was yet, she bitterly told herself, honoured among women as a critic. Her heart might bleed, and her eyes fill with tears, as he read; but then, as he would say, the Beauty, the Music! Is it Beautiful? Is it Music? DETERMINED SELF ILLUSION GREW MORE AND MORE OF A REALITY EVERY DAY NEW LIFE WELLED INTO SOLAJO'S FACE AS EVERY DAY LIFE EBBED FROM THE FACE OF BEATRICE SURELY FORESEEING THE COMING OF WHAT SHE HAD FEARED FOR THE LOVE HE GAVE TO SALAJO ANTONY MUST TAKE AWAY FROM BEATRICE FROM WHOM AS THE DAYS WENT BY HE GREW MORE AND MORE WITHDRAWN IT WAS TRUE THAT THE LONG LONELY DAYS WHICH HE SPENT IN THE WOOD BORE FRUIT IN A REMARKABLE PRODUCTIVENESS NEVER HAD HIS IMAGINATION BEEN SO ENKINDLED OR HIS PEN SO WINGED BUT THIS VERY INDUSTRY THE PROOFS OF WHICH HE WOULD EACH EVENING BRING DOWN THE WOOD FOR THAT FINE JUDGMENT OF BEATRICE'S WHICH IN SPITE OF ALL STILL REMAINED MORE TO HIM THAN ANY OTHER PRAISE THIS VERY INDUSTRY WAS THE SECRET CONFIRMATION FOR BEATRICE'S SAD HEART NO LONGER THE INSPIRER SHE WAS YET SHE BITTERLY TOLD HERSELF HONORED AMONG WOMEN AS A CRITIC HER HEART MIGHT BLEED AND HER EYES FILLED WITH TEARS AS HE READ BUT THEN AS HE WOULD SAY THE BEAUTY THE MUSIC IS IT BEAUTIFUL IS IT MUSIC
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