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Chapter XIX

           "Doyouknow,whensomeDutchpeoplecameheretobuyDirk’spictureshetriedtopersuadethemtobuyStrickland’s?Heinsistedonbringingthemheretoshow."

           "Whatdidyouthinkofthem?"Iaskedher,smiling.

           "Theywereawful."

           "Ah,sweetheart,youdon’tunderstand."

           "Well,yourDutchpeoplewerefuriouswithyou.Theythoughtyouwerehavingajokewiththem."

           DirkStroevetookoffhisspectaclesandwipedthem.Hisflushedfacewasshiningwithexcitement.

           "Whyshouldyouthinkthatbeauty,whichisthemostpreciousthingintheworld,lieslikeastoneonthebeachforthecarelesspasser-bytopickupidly?Beautyissomethingwonderfulandstrangethattheartistfashionsoutofthechaosoftheworldinthetormentofhissoul.Andwhenhehasmadeit,itisnotgiventoalltoknowit.Torecognizeityoumustrepeattheadventureoftheartist.Itisamelodythathesingstoyou,andtohearitagaininyourownheartyouwantknowledgeandsensitivenessandimagination."

           "WhydidIalwaysthinkyourpicturesbeautiful,Dirk?IadmiredthemtheveryfirsttimeIsawthem."

           Stroeve’slipstrembledalittle.

           "Gotobed,myprecious.Iwillwalkafewstepswithourfriend,andthenIwillcomeback."

           

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