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. ” “Perhaps,” he said, “you had better let me have your key, and I will go up and explore. She had set out to get a beautiful life, a free, untrammelled life, self-development, without counting the cost either for herself or others. While waiting for his coming she had stated her present and future relations with him with what had seemed to her the most satisfactory lucidity and completeness. In mailing the tales he had not enclosed return postage or the equivalent in money. Every inch of the house felt safe to her, small and welcoming.
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