Albert Bigelow Paine,
The Boys' Life of Mark Twain — Chapter 70
(1916)
“ For a time he seemed full of life, talking freely, and suffering little. Clara and Ossip Gabrilowitsch arrived on Saturday and found him cheerful, quite like himself. At intervals he read. Suetonius and Carlyle lay on the bed beside him, and he would pick them up and read a page or a paragraph. Sometimes when I saw him thus—-the high color still in his face, the clear light in his eyes'—I said: "It is not reality. ”
