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The Artist of the Beautiful

           Owenexaminedthearticleandpronounceditfashionedaccordingtohiswish.

           "Why,yes,"saidRobertDanforth,hisstrongvoicefillingtheshopaswiththesoundofabassviol,"Iconsidermyselfequaltoanythinginthewayofmyowntrade;thoughIshouldhavemadebutapoorfigureatyourswithsuchafistasthis,"addedhe,laughing,ashelaidhisvasthandbesidethedelicateoneofOwen."Butwhatthen?Iputmoremainstrengthintooneblowofmysledgehammerthanallthatyouhaveexpendedsinceyouwerea’prentice.Isnotthatthetruth?"

           "Veryprobably,"answeredthelowandslendervoiceofOwen."Strengthisanearthlymonster.Imakenopretensionstoit.Myforce,whatevertheremaybeofit,isaltogetherspiritual."

           "Well,but,Owen,whatareyouabout?"askedhisoldschool-fellow,stillinsuchaheartyvolumeoftonethatitmadetheartistshrink,especiallyasthequestionrelatedtoasubjectsosacredastheabsorbingdreamofhisimagination."Folksdosaythatyouaretryingtodiscovertheperpetualmotion."

           "Theperpetualmotion?Nonsense!"repliedOwenWarland,withamovementofdisgust;forhewasfulloflittlepetulances."Itcanneverbediscovered.Itisadreamthatmaydeludemenwhosebrainsaremystifiedwithmatter,butnotme.Besides,ifsuchadiscoverywerepossible,itwouldnotbeworthmywhiletomakeitonlytohavethesecretturnedtosuchpurposesasarenoweffectedbysteamandwaterpower.Iamnotambitioustobehonoredwiththepaternityofanewkindofcottonmachine.

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