If you want my professional advice, you'll model yourself directly on some real person until you've got the knack of improvisation." "Like unto this?" The stranger's outline shimmered and blurred into an amorphous cloud, which then coalesced into the shape of a tall, beautiful young man with the face of an ingenuous demon. "I can't quite put my finger on it, but there are certain subtle nuances you just don't seem to have caught. What did I do amiss?" Paul looked consideringly at him. "Yes, I can, for, of a truth, 'twas I who put myself together. Not that you can help it, of course," he added apologetically, for, when he thought of it, he hated to hurt people's feelings.
"Yes, but somehow they seem to be put together all wrong.
"Do I not have two eyes, one nose and one mouth, the identical as other people?" Paul studied the other man. "What is incorrect about me, then?" the stranger demanded. "I daresay that's because I'm a bit near-sighted." He peered vaguely at the stranger. Which he kept himself insulated from a not-too-kind reality.
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