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28111	Wells, Basil	Moment of Truth			.txt	text/plain	1526	132	93	Her eyes loved the two paintings, the dark curls of the pink-and-white Essie smiled back glassily and Ruth laughed. see the thick black arms of the maple tree outside the windows. She loved that old tree. One of the two paintings on the bedroom walls was of the old tree. tree dominated the old story-and-a-half white house with the green him as he painted that second picture from the jutting rock ledge five tree's leaves seemed to dim and the room wavered about her. She heard the door to--to this hideous travesty of a room opening. blue eyes, came into the room. "Ruth," he said, a slow smile making his face almost handsome, "you're this dream had to offer that might be amusing to remember and tell Buhl false windows, the painted strip of paper. oval glass window, Ruth could see a reddish brown wasteland, where dust	./cache/28111.txt	./txt/28111.txt