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Chapter 9

           Shewouldhavesnatchedherpictureofftheeasel,butshesaidtoherself,Onemust.Shebracedherselftostandtheawfultrialofsomeonelookingatherpicture.Onemust,shesaid,onemust.Andifitmustbeseen,Mr.Bankeswaslessalarmingthananother.Butthatanyothereyesshouldseetheresidueofherthirty-threeyears,thedepositofeachday’slivingmixedwithsomethingmoresecretthanshehadeverspokenorshowninthecourseofallthosedayswasanagony.Atthesametimeitwasimmenselyexciting.

           Nothingcouldbecoolerandquieter.Takingoutapen-knife,Mr.Bankestappedthecanvaswiththebonehandle.Whatdidshewishtoindicatebythetriangularpurpleshape,"justthere"?heasked.

           ItwasMrs.RamsayreadingtoJames,shesaid.Sheknewhisobjectionthatnoonecouldtellitforahumanshape.Butshehadmadenoattemptatlikeness,shesaid.Forwhatreasonhadsheintroducedthemthen?heasked.Whyindeed?exceptthatifthere,inthatcorner,itwasbright,here,inthis,shefelttheneedofdarkness.Simple,obvious,commonplace,asitwas,Mr.Bankeswasinterested.Motherandchildthenobjectsofuniversalveneration,andinthiscasethemotherwasfamousforherbeautymightbereduced,hepondered,toapurpleshadowwithoutirreverence.

           Butthepicturewasnotofthem,shesaid.Or,notinhissense.Therewereothersensestooinwhichonemightreverencethem.Byashadowhereandalightthere,forinstance.Hertributetookthatformif,asshevaguelysupposed,apicturemustbeatribute.

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