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he polished and he filed, for half his lifetime, till he had carried out the exact form of the finger-tip and the nail and the wrinkles on the joint. He even suggested the grain of the skin and implanted some scattering hairs. Last of all, he painted it flesh-color and placed dirt under the nail, for he was a Realist.

Now the people came, and when they saw how like a finger-tip the lump of stone had become and how very real the dirt was, they all fell down and worshiped. They said, “This is a great Master”, and they loaded the Realist with honors and riches.

It was many years before kind nature restored the rugged surface of the colossus.

Moral: It's the add of Time that proves the gold.