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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Deputy of Arcis by Honore de Balzac: distinguished between organ-players and organists, a superior order of
nobility the title of which is not to be given unwittingly.
The service over, I had a curiosity to see the face of so eminent an
artist buried in that out-of-the-way place. Accordingly I posted
myself near the door of the organ loft, to see him as he left the
church--a thing I certainly would not have done for a crowned head;
but great artists, after all, are they not kings by divine right?
Imagine my amazement when, after waiting a few minutes, instead of
seeing a totally unknown face I saw that of a man in whom I recognized
my listener at the Cafe des Arts. But that is not all: behind him came
the semblance of a human being in whose crooked legs and bushy tangled
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