He accepted the glass of wine, and bowed. I suppose if one were to love some one, one would feel doubtful. . All your faults are just jolly modelling to make you real and solid. Though, to be fair, he did not know of it until after the wedding. ” She said. "She is in his power, and I am here, chained hand and foot, unable to assist her. Anna failed in her painting, our money was gone, and she was forced to earn her own living. There, hanging among Ann Veronica’s more normal clothing, was a skimpy dress of red canvas, trimmed with cheap and tawdry braid, and short—it could hardly reach below the knee. She was never able to trace the changes her attitude had undergone, from the time when she believed herself to be the pampered Queen of Fortune, the crown of a good man’s love (and secretly, but nobly, worshipping some one else), to the time when she realized she was in fact just a mannequin for her lover’s imagination, and that he cared no more for the realities of her being, for the things she felt and desired, for the passions and dreams that might move her, than a child cares for the sawdust in its doll.
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