" The phrase was new, but Ruth nodded understandingly. “Do you remember the mountains? Do you remember how we loved one another? How intensely we loved one another! Do you remember the light on things and the glory of things? I’m greedy, I’m greedy! I want children like the mountains and life like the sky. There were no mourners. The tail-ender of this little caravan, he had been rather out of it. “You call yourself an artist— but you have no temperament. ‘Thought you were going to break in here,’ he said, in an impatient whisper. He whispered in her ear. . Her brown curls were pulled tight in a severe chignon. “Difficulties indeed.
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