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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Lesson of the Master by Henry James: both high and lame, and, whims for whims, he preferred them to any
he had met in a like relation. It was probable enough she would
leave them behind - exchange them for politics or "smartness" or
mere prolific maternity, as was the custom of scribbling daubing
educated flattered girls in an age of luxury and a society of
leisure. He noted that the water-colours on the walls of the room
she sat in had mainly the quality of being naives, and reflected
that naivete in art is like a zero in a number: its importance
depends on the figure it is united with. Meanwhile, however, he
had fallen in love with her. Before he went away, at any rate, he
said to her: "I thought St. George was coming to see you to-day,
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