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Turnbull, Mrs. Lawrence

"A Golden Book of Venice"

He
grasped the cool marble of the parapet and tried to reason with himself;
he suddenly foresaw that many days of reasoning had entered into his
life, and always he must be ready to meet them with cool wisdom, since
enthusiasm was one-visioned. It was like taking a vow against youth, but
he himself had chosen it for his lot in life; his love was not less to
him, but the sudden realization had come that it was hard to fight
against the traditions of centuries. Yet how bravely she, his mother,
was trying to surrender her social creed for his happiness; it was not a
little thing that he had asked of her, but it seemed to him that her
soul had been nearer to her eyes than ever before during these days when
she had been suffering. At all costs these women--his dearest in the
world--must love each other, must bless each other's lives.
He went back with some comprehension of the barrier he had thought so
lightly to remove, with a vow in his soul to be more to each; because of
it neither should lose aught for his sake.


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