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Updated: May 5, 2025


Howie tells her to keep the dog from following him. Then again he turns to go. But just before he passes from sight the child calls something to him, and he looks back over his shoulder and smiles. She sees again the smile that has been the heart of her life. Then he passes from sight. And he always leaves friends behind him just as he always did leave friends behind him.

She had known she ought to stop following the picture around, she had even told herself this would be the last time she would come to see it but to feel it wouldn't any longer be there to be seen that even this glimpse of Howie would go out go out as life goes out scrap-heap! She sat up straight and cleared her throat. She would have to leave. She must get air.

Tom and his wife would talk to her about trying to interest herself in life. She made no resistance, she had no argument against this; but she had no power to do it. They didn't know they didn't know how it had been with her and Howie. She herself had never been outgoing.

Something was wrong with the machine that was showing the picture. At just that moment of all the moments! the worn-out film seemed to be going to pieces before her eyes. After the little dog came along, and just as Howie should come out from the cigar-store, there was a flash a blur a jumble of movements. It was like an earthquake it looked like life ceasing to be life.

The story was a tawdry, meaningless thing about the adventures of two men who had stolen a diamond cross a strange world into which to come to find Howie. Chance had caught him into it he was one of the people passing along a street which was being taken for the picture.

I was unwilling to say a word about it till I had secured the ground, for it belonged to auld Johnnie Howie, a bonnet-laird* hard by, and many a communing we had before he and I could agree. * A bonnet-laird signifies a petty proprietor, wearing the dress, along with the habits of a yeoman.

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