The Last Man


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The Greek took it, but he handled it in no artist-like way; at length he  
said: "I must confess to you, my Lord, that I did not make this drawing. It  
is impossible for you to see the real designer; your instructions must pass  
through me. Condescend therefore to have patience with my ignorance, and to  
explain your wishes to me; in time I am certain that you will be  
satisfied."  
Raymond questioned vainly; the mysterious Greek would say no more. Would an  
architect be permitted to see the artist? This also was refused. Raymond  
repeated his instructions, and the visitor retired. Our friend resolved  
however not to be foiled in his wish. He suspected, that unaccustomed  
poverty was the cause of the mystery, and that the artist was unwilling to  
be seen in the garb and abode of want. Raymond was only the more excited by  
this consideration to discover him; impelled by the interest he took in  
obscure talent, he therefore ordered a person skilled in such matters, to  
follow the Greek the next time he came, and observe the house in which he  
should enter. His emissary obeyed, and brought the desired intelligence. He  
had traced the man to one of the most penurious streets in the metropolis.  
Raymond did not wonder, that, thus situated, the artist had shrunk from  
notice, but he did not for this alter his resolve.  
On the same evening, he went alone to the house named to him. Poverty,  
dirt, and squalid misery characterized its appearance. Alas! thought  
Raymond, I have much to do before England becomes a Paradise. He knocked;  
the door was opened by a string from above--the broken, wretched  
staircase was immediately before him, but no person appeared; he knocked  
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