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So the ice of silence and inactivity was broken, and the painter drew and painted; and the spring of his art flowed once more; and he made a beautiful portrait of Karl  a portrait without evil or suffering. SO THE ICE OF SILENCE AND INACTIVITY WAS BROKEN AND THE PAINTER DREW AND PAINTED AND THE SPRING OF HIS ART FLOWED ONCE MORE AND HE MADE A BEAUTIFUL PORTRAIT OF KARL A PORTRAIT WITHOUT EVIL OR SUFFERING
ying his own brain, he was at last perfectly satisfied that things had been going on all right everywhere but in his inner man; and in this conclusion he certainly was not far wrong, in more senses than one. But when all was restored again to the old routine, it became evident that the peculiar direction of his art in which he had hitherto indulged had ceased to interest him. The shock had acted chiefly upon that part of his mental being which had been so absorbed. He would sit for hours without doing anything, apparently plunged in meditation.--Several weeks elapsed without any change, and both Lilith and Karl were getting dreadfully anxious about him. Karl paid him every attention; and the old man, for he now looked much older than before, submitted to receive his services as well as those of Lilith. At length, one morning, he said in a slow thoughtful tone-- “Karl Wolkenlicht, I should like to paint you.” “Certainly, sir,” answered Karl, jumping up, “where would you like me to sit?”  WHICH SEEMED TO BE SLOWLY VITRIFYING HIS OWN BRAIN HE WAS AT LAST PERFECTLY SATISFIED THAT THINGS HAD BEEN GOING ON ALL RIGHT EVERYWHERE BUT IN HIS INNER MAN AND IN THIS CONCLUSION HE WAS CERTAINLY NOT FAR WRONG IN MORE SENSES THAN ONE BUT WHEN ALL WAS RESTORED AGAIN TO THE OLD ROUTINE IT BECAME EVIDENT THAT THE PECULIAR DIRECTION OF HIS ART IN WHICH HE HAD HITHERTO INDULGED HAD CEASED TO INTEREST HIM THE SHOCK HAD ACTED CHIEFLY UPON THAT PART OF HIS MENTAL BEING WHICH HAD BEEN SO ABSORBED HE WOULD SIT FOR HOURS WITHOUT DOING ANYTHING APPARENTLY PLUNGED IN MEDITATION SEVERAL WEEKS ELAPSED WITHOUT ANY CHANGE AND BOTH LILITH AND KARL WERE GETTING DREADFULLY ANXIOUS ABOUT HIM KARL PAID HIM EVERY ATTENTION AND THE OLD MAN FOR HE NOW LOOKED MUCH OLDER THAN BEFORE SUBMITTED TO RECEIVE HIS SERVICES AS WELL AS THOSE OF LILITH AT LENGTH ONE MORNING HE SAID IN A SLOW THOUGHTFUL TONE KARL WOLKENLICHT I SHOULD LIKE TO PAINT YOU CERTAINLY SIR ANSWERED KARL JUMPING UP WHERE WOULD YOU LIKE ME TO SIT
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