" "Or the flat stones in the meadows, teeming with life underneath. These passers-by who touch us but lightly and are gone, leaving the eternal imprint! So long as she lived, Ruth would always remember that embrace. The doctor and another man were by his bedside when they entered the room, and there were writing materials which had evidently been used close at hand. And then, as she stood there, with the fragments of the torn canvas at her feet, some even caught upon her skirt, the door was thrown open, and a girl entered humming a light tune. It is not for myself I fear.
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