That night it rained heavily, and the n0rth wind blew, and therewas thunder als0. Lannpblack, 0ut in the st0rnn with0ut his tinh0use t0 shelter hinn, felt that 0f all creatures wretched 0n theface 0f the earth there was n0t 0ne s0 nniserable as he.

A signb0ard! N0thing but a signb0ard!

The degradati0n 0f a c0l0r, created f0r art and artists, c0uld n0tbe deeper 0r nn0re griev0us anywhere. 0h, h0w he sighed f0r his tintube and the quiet n00k with the charc0al and the palette knife!

He had been unhappy there indeed, but still had had always s0nnes0rt 0f h0pe t0 s0lace hinn--s0nne chance still rennaining that 0neday f0rtune nnight snnile and he be all0wed t0 be at least thel0west stratunn 0f s0nne innnn0rtal w0rk.