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PART II - CHAPTER XVI

woman, but he said nothing, and she returned full of talk about the streets, wondering at sights which others would not notice and seeing beauty in strange places. I remember one day she came back smiling her quick smile, as though she had some inner amusement which others had not, and when my brother asked her concerning it she said, in her own language, and he afterwards told it to us:
" I have seen the beauty of the earth when it has put forth grain. In the grain shop in the main street they have placed in little brown wicker baskets the loveliest colours of grainsyellow corn, red beans, dried grey peas, ivory sesame, pale honey-coloured soy-beans, ruddy wheat, green beans-I never can pass them quickly. What a pastel I might make if I could dip a pencil into them !"
I could not understand what she meant altogether, but she is like that: she lives within herself, seeing beauty where others cannot. I had not thought of a grain-shop thus. It is true that the grains there are many-coloured, but so it is by nature. No one has made the grains different. There is nothing to wonder at-it has always been thus. To us a grain shop is only a place to buy food.

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