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Article THE MASONS OF THE MIDDLE AGES. ← Page 6 of 14 →
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The Masons Of The Middle Ages.
same time with a simplicity of style , Avhich was both novel ancl severe . Every eye Avas eagerly directed to this design . A shout of laughter passed from one to the other , all with one voice pronouncing the triumph of the artist , ancl each hastening to press the hand of the Boulognais , ancl predict
his success . Polydore was happy , proud , ancl hopeful . His joy ancl his pride shone in his eyes , ancl Avas constantly on his lips . At this moment , in the opinion of the assembly , he carried away the prize ; he actually thought himself Master of the Works of Strasburg . At the same timenothing gave greater
buoy-, ancy to his pride than that the certainty of his triumph was witnessed by his two competitors , Jean and Bernharcl . In an instant , with the most haughty expression of his countenance , he searched for them in the crowd ; but his joy Avas extinguished , as if by enchantment ; his countenance was overshadowed with a cloud ; his eyes rolled ; for amongst the
throng he could distinguish neither of his competitors , for after glancing at the work of Polydore , Jean Erwin ancl Bernharcl Saunder had hastily taken their departure .
CHAPTER IV .
THE CHILDREN OE ERWIN STE 1 NBACH . JEAN ancl Bernhard returned at once to Sabina . They Avere both beaten , depressed , and hopeless . Their position from this time forward appeared in all its frightful reality ; they AA ere conquered , and Polydore would succeed to the
position of the elder Erwin . When they entered the atelier of Sabina , they found her leaning upon a deal table , her head resting on her left hand , whilst her eyes were steadily fixed upon a large sheet of Avhite paper , on which her pencil had traced a feAV indistinct lines . She had become much thinner in person since the death of
her father ; she was in fact more like a ghost than a living creature . She wore a long , flowing robe , ancl her fair hair escaped in luxuriant curls from beneath a small lace cap . Her face was deadly pale , ancl her hand trembled as she feebly persevered with her occupation . The arrival of her brother ancl Bernhard appeared nevertheless to revive her for the moment . She blushed , and a
Note: This text has been automatically extracted via Optical Character Recognition (OCR) software.
The Masons Of The Middle Ages.
same time with a simplicity of style , Avhich was both novel ancl severe . Every eye Avas eagerly directed to this design . A shout of laughter passed from one to the other , all with one voice pronouncing the triumph of the artist , ancl each hastening to press the hand of the Boulognais , ancl predict
his success . Polydore was happy , proud , ancl hopeful . His joy ancl his pride shone in his eyes , ancl Avas constantly on his lips . At this moment , in the opinion of the assembly , he carried away the prize ; he actually thought himself Master of the Works of Strasburg . At the same timenothing gave greater
buoy-, ancy to his pride than that the certainty of his triumph was witnessed by his two competitors , Jean and Bernharcl . In an instant , with the most haughty expression of his countenance , he searched for them in the crowd ; but his joy Avas extinguished , as if by enchantment ; his countenance was overshadowed with a cloud ; his eyes rolled ; for amongst the
throng he could distinguish neither of his competitors , for after glancing at the work of Polydore , Jean Erwin ancl Bernharcl Saunder had hastily taken their departure .
CHAPTER IV .
THE CHILDREN OE ERWIN STE 1 NBACH . JEAN ancl Bernhard returned at once to Sabina . They Avere both beaten , depressed , and hopeless . Their position from this time forward appeared in all its frightful reality ; they AA ere conquered , and Polydore would succeed to the
position of the elder Erwin . When they entered the atelier of Sabina , they found her leaning upon a deal table , her head resting on her left hand , whilst her eyes were steadily fixed upon a large sheet of Avhite paper , on which her pencil had traced a feAV indistinct lines . She had become much thinner in person since the death of
her father ; she was in fact more like a ghost than a living creature . She wore a long , flowing robe , ancl her fair hair escaped in luxuriant curls from beneath a small lace cap . Her face was deadly pale , ancl her hand trembled as she feebly persevered with her occupation . The arrival of her brother ancl Bernhard appeared nevertheless to revive her for the moment . She blushed , and a