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CHAPTER XI - Lords of the Day and Night

stood transfixed, his left arm hanging softly by his side, the fingers touching his thigh. And on his face that fixed, intense look of pride which was at once a prayer.
The artist gazed with wonder, and with an appreciation touched with fear. The other man, large and intense, with big dark eyes staring with intense pride, yet prayerful, beyond the natural horizons, sent a thrill of dread and of joy through the artist. He bowed his head as he looked.
Don Ramon turned to him.
`Now you!' he said.
The artist was afraid. He seemed to quail. But he met Ramon's eyes. And instantly, that stillness of concentration came over him, like a trance. And then suddenly, out of the trance, he shot his arm aloft, and his fat, pale face took on an expression of peace, a noble, motionless transfiguration, the blue-grey eyes calm, proud, reaching into the beyond, with prayer. And though he stood in his blouse, with a rather pudgy figure and curly hair, he had the perfect stillness of nobility.
`It is good!' said Ramon, bowing his head.
The artist suddenly changed; Ramon held out his two hands ; the artist took them in his two hands. Then he lifted Ramon's right hand and placed the back of it on his brow.
`Adios!' said Ramon, taking his blouse again.
`Adios, Senor!' said the artist.
And with a proud, white look of joy in his face, he turned again to his work.
Ram6n visited the adobe house, its yard fenced with cane and overshadowed by a great mango-tree, where Manuel and his wife and children, and two assistants, were spinning and weaving. Two little girls were assiduously carding white wool and brown wool under a cluster of banana-trees : the wife and a young maiden were spinning fine, fine thread. On the line hung dyed wool, red, and blue, and green. And under the shed stood Manuel and a youth, weaving at two heavy hand-looms.
`How is it going?' called Don Ramon.
`Muy bien! Muy bien!' answered Manuel, with that curious look of transfiguration glistening in his black eyes and in the smile of his face. `It is going well, very well, Senor!'
Ramon paused to look at the fine white serape on the loom.

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