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One morning shortly after their arrival at Madrid, the two went to the great picture-gallery, of all picture-galleries the most delightful.
“When you shall have seen Murillo’s Conceptions,” Elena said, “you will see the difference between a sweet human nature and a supernatural creature. Raphael has painted good and beautiful women full of religious feeling; Murillo has painted the miraculous woman. The Spaniard had a vision of the Divine.”
“You have been in Madrid before?”
“For two years,” said Elena quietly.
They entered the large hall. It was early for visitors; but two artists were there copying. One had had the courage to set his easel up before one of Murillo’s large Conceptions.
Tacita seated herself before that heavenly vision, and became absorbed in it. It was a revelation
