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CHAPTER II. 
COMPASSION. 
One day, into the studio of the painter Gros entered 
a pupil of his, a handsome and careless young man, 
who had thought it clever to pin to his hat a beauti¬ 
ful butterfly, which, having just been captured, was 
still struggling painfully. The artist, 
indignant, broke out into a violent 
passion. “ What, wretch I” he cried, 
“ is this your feeling for the Beau¬ 
tiful ? You find an exquisite 
creature, and can make no better use of it than to crucify and kill it 
barbarously ! Begone, begone, and return here no more ! Never again 
make your appearance in my presence !” 
