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quality, each passion; hate and love, intolerance and lust and avarice, courage and energy; yes, and self-sacrifice -all are being forced and forced beyond their strength, beyond the natural flow of the sap, forced till there has come a great wild luxuriant crop, and then-Psum! Presto! The change comes, and these plants will wither and rot and stink. But we who see Life in form of Art are the only ones who feel that; and we are so few. The natural shape of things is lost. There is a mist of blood before all eyes. Men are afraid of being fair. See how we all hate not only our enemies, but those who differ from us. Look at the streets too-see how men and women rush together, how Venus reigns in this forcing-house. Is it not natural that Youth about to die should yearn for pleasure, for love, for union, before death?'
Noel stared up at him. `Now!' she thought: `I will.'
`Yes,' she said, `I know that's true, because I rushed myself. I'd like you to know. We couldn't be marriedthere wasn't time. And he was killed. But his son is alive. That's why I've been away so long. I want everyone to know.' She spoke very calmly, but her cheeks felt burning hot.
The painter had made an upward movement of his hands, as if they had been jerked by an electric current, then he said quietly: `My profound respect, mademoiselle, and my great sympathy. And your father?'
`It's awful for him.'
The painter said gently: `Ah! mademoiselle, I am not so sure. Perhaps he does not suffer so greatly. Perhaps not even your trouble can hurt him very much. He lives in a world apart. That, I think, is his true tragedy-to be alive, and yet not living enough to feel reality. Do you know Anatole France's description of an old woman: "Elle vivait, mais si peu." Would not that be well said of the Church in these days: "Elle vivait, mais si peu." I see him always like

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