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The Artist of the Beautiful

           Ithasalreadylostitsbeauty;inafewmomentsmoreitsmechanismwouldbeirreparablyinjured."

           "Takeawayyourhand,father!"entreatedAnnie,turningpale."Hereismychild;letitrestonhisinnocenthand.There,perhaps,itslifewillreviveanditscolorsgrowbrighterthanever."

           Herfather,withanacridsmile,withdrewhisfinger.Thebutterflythenappearedtorecoverthepowerofvoluntarymotion,whileitshuesassumedmuchoftheiroriginallustre,andthegleamofstarlight,whichwasitsmostetherealattribute,againformedahaloroundaboutit.Atfirst,whentransferredfromRobertDanforth’shandtothesmallfingerofthechild,thisradiancegrewsopowerfulthatitpositivelythrewthelittlefellow’sshadowbackagainstthewall.He,meanwhile,extendedhisplumphandashehadseenhisfatherandmotherdo,andwatchedthewavingoftheinsect’swingswithinfantinedelight.Nevertheless,therewasacertainoddexpressionofsagacitythatmadeOwenWarlandfeelasifherewereoldPeteHovenden,partially,andbutpartially,redeemedfromhishardscepticismintochildishfaith.

           "Howwisethelittlemonkeylooks!"whisperedRobertDanforthtohiswife.

           "Ineversawsuchalookonachild’sface,"answeredAnnie,admiringherowninfant,andwithgoodreason,farmorethantheartisticbutterfly."Thedarlingknowsmoreofthemysterythanwedo."

           Asifthebutterfly,liketheartist,wereconsciousofsomethingnotentirelycongenialinthechild’snature,italternatelysparkledandgrewdim.

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