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“WHAT a place! “Stuffy isn’t the word for it. Those who had seen him slumbering, averred that he slept with his eyes open. The next morning came a compact letter from her father. . Then she stepped back into the empty room and stood for a moment looking down upon the scattered fragments of her last canvas. With his black and gray hair, his gray-green eyes were a striking contrast and he looked even younger, as if he had been frozen at age thirty-three. He was not there. ‘And nnever would you have f-found it. Prudence was the substance and Angelina the shadow; for Angelina never offered opinions, she only agreed with those advanced by Prudence. She felt she must suffocate if these men did not put her down, and for a time they would not put her down. Will you find your destiny, I wonder, or will you go through life like so many others—a wanderer, knocking ever at empty doors, homeless to the last? Oh, if one could but find the way to your heart.
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