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 1      IX|       was, still at work on his picture. The artist is the only
 2      IX|       sketching from a finished picture she found vastly easier
 3     XII| throwing one more glance at the picture, which was faintly illumined
 4    XIII|        a customer come to buy a picture. The shoemaker took the
 5    XIII|   worked, but created. It was a picture far more alluring than any
 6    XIII|        on which rested a veiled picture, which he uncovered with
 7   XVIII|    wreath of immortelles, "this picture here in my room gives daily
 8   XVIII|      him; they leave the little picture hanging in my room, nor
 9     XXI|     striking contrast with this picture of happy human industry,
10     XXI|         I could only paint that picture!" sighed Manasseh.~ ~"You
11   XXVII|         all this, the seductive picture of future fame, of undying
12  XXVIII|   clasped hands he saw a little picture wreathed in evergreen, -
13  XXVIII|       his perfidy and carry his picture in a fond embrace down to