
Cynthia Ozick Reads Steven Millhauser
The New Yorker: Fiction
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The Invisible Kingdom
The king no longer summoned him. His apprentices had moved into an adjoining chamber and taken on apprentices of their own. The solitude of his task was never oppressive, but from time to time in the pauses of his day he felt a touch of loneliness. He found himself wishing that he could reveal his work to someone as he had once been able to do. One afternoon when he was deep sunk in his invisible kingdom, there was a wrap at the door of his chamber. Two new apprentices apologized for disturbing the master at work; explained they had long admired his unsurpassed art.
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