It was not the first time she had heard an artist at the piano. Perhaps it was the first time she was ready, perhaps the first t
ime her being was tempered to take an impress of the abiding truth…. She saw no pictures of solitude, of hope, of longing, or of despair. But the very passions themselves were aroused within her soul, swaying it, lashing it, as the waves daily beat upon her splendid body. This scene shows a moment of epiphany because it
