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And mighty badly sometimes! And that's why I can't--why I mustn't--" He broke off abruptly, checking what he had intended to say.

Nan felt as though a door had been shut in her face.

This man had a rare faculty for implying everything and saying nothing.
"I don't understand," she said rather low.
"An artist isn't a free agent--not free to take the things life offers," he answered steadily.

"He's seen 'the far Moon' with the Dreamer's eyes, and that's probably all he'll ever see of it.