Tender Hands

She knew that she would weep again when she saw the kind, tender hands folded in death;

the face that had never looked save with love upon her, fixed and gray and dead. But she saw

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beyond that bitter moment a long procession of years to come that would belong to her

absolutely. And she opened and spread her arms out to them in welcome.

There would be no one to live for her during those coming years; she would live for herself.

There would be no powerful will bending hers in that blind persistence with which men and

women believe they have a right to impose a private will upon a fellow-creature. A kind

intention or a cruel intention made the act seem no less a crime as she looked upon it in that brief

moment of illumination.


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