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anything from the illustrations。 Nevertheless; he couldn’t refrain from drawing

Our Sultan’s attention to the horses in these magnificent paintings: the way

one reared; the delicate stance of the next and; in the third; a dignity and pride

matching the content of ancient books。 Meanwhile; he speculated about

which artist had made each picture; and the pageboy who’d gone door to

door to the artists’ houses confirmed what Master Osman said。

“My Sovereign; don’t be surprised that I know my painters like the back of

my hand;” said the master。 “What bewilders me is how one of these men;

whom I indeed know like the back of my hand; could make a pletely

unfamiliar mark。 For even the flaw of a master miniaturist has its origins。”

“You mean to say?” said Our Sultan。

“Your Excellency; Prosperous Sultan and Refuge of the World; in my

opinion; this concealed signature; evident here in the nostrils of this chestnut

horse; is not simply the meaningless and absurd mistake of a painter; but a

sign whose roots reach into the distant past to other pictures; other

techniques; other styles and perhaps even other horses。 If we were allowed to

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examine the marvelous pages of centuries…old books that You keep under lock

and key in the cellars; iron chests; and cabis of the Inner Treasury; we might

be able to identify as technique what we now see as mistake; then; we could

attribute it to the brush of one of the three miniaturists。”

“You wish to enter my Treasury?” said the Sultan in amazement。

“That is my wish;” said my master。

This was a reques

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