"The idea of a Malay, born Mahometan, being reared in the Vatican, hit me as funny. It did seem germane to the matter that so many of the people “in the van” were plain people, or faded people, or tired-looking people. But,” and he faced them both with a still expressionless glance, “this is not the end!” Anna recovered her spirits with marvellous facility. It is I who am persecuted by the man who calls himself your husband. She had killed him. I'm not noble; so my honourable ancestors will not turn over in their graves. They don’t catch on to discursive interests, you see, because they are more serious, they are concentrated on the central reality of life, and a little impatient of its—its outer aspects. " "Execrable villain!" exclaimed Jack. 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. At every step he seemed to be haunted by the ghost of the past.
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