'It isn't the sun,' he said at last, 'and it isn't Chartres. Nor the infernal bargain basement, thank God. It's all of them together. And you're recognizably you, and I'm recognizably me - though, needless to say, we're both completely different. You and me by Rembrandt, but Rembrandt about five thousand times more so.' He was silent for a moment;
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