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Chapter 14

           "Itisbeautiful,"sherepeated,withemphasis,afterapause. Ofcourseitwasbeautiful; buttherewassomethingmorethanmerebeautyinit,somethingmorestinginglysplendidwhichhadmadebeautyitshandmaiden. Hesprawledsilentlyontheground,watchingthegrislyformofagreatdoubtrisingbeforehim. Hehadfailed. Hewasinarticulate. Hehadseenoneofthegreatestthingsintheworld,andhehadnotexpressedit. 

           "Whatdidyouthinkofthe"Hehesitated,abashedathisfirstattempttouseastrangeword."Ofthemotif?"heasked. 

           "Itwasconfused,"sheanswered. "Thatismyonlycriticisminthelargeway. Ifollowedthestory,butthereseemedsomuchelse. Itistoowordy. Youclogtheactionbyintroducingsomuchextraneousmaterial." 

           "Thatwasthemajormotif,"hehurriedlyexplained,"thebigunderrunningmotif,thecosmicanduniversalthing. Itriedtomakeitkeeptimewiththestoryitself,whichwasonlysuperficialafterall. Iwasontherightscent,butIguessIdiditbadly. IdidnotsucceedinsuggestingwhatIwasdrivingat. ButI’lllearnintime." 

           Shedidnotfollowhim. Shewasabachelorofarts,buthehadgonebeyondherlimitations. Thisshedidnotcomprehend,attributingherincomprehensiontohisincoherence. 

           "Youweretoovoluble,"shesaid. "Butitwasbeautiful,inplaces." 

           Heheardhervoiceasfromfaroff,forhewasdebatingwhetherhewouldreadherthe"SeaLyrics." Helayindulldespair,whileshewatchedhimsearchingly,ponderingagainuponunsummonedandwaywardthoughtsofmarriage. 

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