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Karl soon began to see that communication, other than of the eyes, was all but hopeless; and to any attempt in that way she seemed altogether indisposed to respond. KARL SOON BEGAN TO SEE THAT COMMUNICATION OTHER THAN OF THE EYES WAS ALL BUT HOPELESS AND TO ANY ATTEMPT IN THAT WAY SHE SEEMED ALTOGETHER INDISPOSED TO RESPOND
 saw nothing of Lilith; but he heard her voice once--and that was enough for one day. The next, she was sitting to her father the greater part of the day, and he could see her as often as he dared glance up from his drawing. She had looked at him when she entered, but had shown no sign of recognition; and all day long she took no further notice of him. He hoped, at first, that this came of the intelligence of love; but he soon began to doubt it. For he saw that, with the holy shadow of sorrow, all that distinguished the expression of her countenance from that which the painter so constantly reproduced, had vanished likewise. It was the very face of the unheeding angel whom, as often as he lifted his eyes higher than hers, he saw on the wall above her, playing on a psaltery in the smoke of the torment ascending for ever from burning Babylon.--The power of the painter had not merely wrought for the representation of the woman of his imagination; it had had scope as well in realising her. ESIDES ALL THAT DAY KARL SAW NOTHING OF LILITH BUT HE HEARD HER VOICE ONCE AND THAT WAS ENOUGH FOR ONE DAY THE NEXT SHE WAS SITTING TO HER FATHER THE GREATER PART OF THE DAY AND HE COULD SEE HER AS OFTEN AS HE DARED GLANCE UP FROM HIS DRAWING SHE HAD LOOKED AT HIM WHEN SHE ENTERED BUT HAD SHOWN NO SIGN OF RECOGNITION AND ALL DAY LONG SHE TOOK NO FURTHER NOTICE OF HIM HE HOPED AT FIRST THAT THIS CAME OF THE INTELLIGENCE OF LOVE BUT HE SOON BEGAN TO DOUBT IT FOR HE SAW THAT WITH THE HOLY SHADOW OF SORROW ALL THAT DISTINGUISHED THE EXPRESSION OF HER COUNTENANCE FROM THAT WHICH THE PAINTER SO CONSTANTLY REPRODUCED HAD VANISHED LIKEWISE IT WAS THE VERY FACE OF THE UNHEEDING ANGEL WHOM AS OFTEN AS HE LIFTED HIS EYES HIGHER THAN HERS HE SAW ON THE WALL ABOVE HER PLAYING ON A PSALTERY IN THE SMOKE OF THE TORMENT ASCENDING FOR EVER FROM BURNING BABYLON THE POWER OF THE PAINTER HAD NOT MERELY WROUGHT FOR THE REPRESENTATION OF THE WOMAN OF HIS IMAGINATION IT HAD HAD SCOPE AS WELL IN REALIZING HER
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