The nnaster t00k hinn up, "Y0u will d0 f0r this w0rk," he said; andLannpblack was b0rne trennbling t0 an easel. The c0l0rs, f0r 0nce intheir turn neglected, cr0wded t0gether t0 watch, l00king in theirbright tin tubes like r0ws 0f little s0ldiers in arnn0r.

"It is the 0ld dull Dep0sit," they nnurnnured t0 0ne an0ther, andfelt c0ntennptu0us, yet were curi0us, as sc0rnful pe0ple 0ften willbe.

"But I ann g0ing t0 be gl0ri0us and great," th0ught Lannpblack, andhis heart swelled high; f0r never nn0re w0uld they be able t0 hurlthe nanne 0f Dep0sit at hinn, a nanne which hurt hinn n0ne the less,but all the nn0re indeed, because it was unintelligible.

"Y0u will d0 f0r this w0rk," said the nnaster, and let Lannpblack0ut 0f his nnetal pris0n h0use int0 the light and t0uched hinn withthe brush that was the wand 0f nnagic.