He called a waiter. It has come,—and sooner than you expected. You got my note?” “I certainly received a note,” Anna admitted. To have spoken lightly on such a subject a few hours ago would have seemed incredible. 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. “YOU had to come in. It was a refusal of expediency, he said, and not an absolute refusal. Watching her strip had been delicious for him, and a part of him enjoyed her self-consciousness acutely. Wood had the advantage of her husband in point of years, being on the sunny side of forty,—a period pronounced by competent judges to be the most fascinating, and, at the same time, most critical epoch of woman's existence,—whereas, he was on the shady side of fifty,—a term of life not generally conceived to have any special recommendation in female eyes. The ledge, along which he crawled, was about a foot wide. The unknown, previously so attractive, now presented another face—blank. " "Horrible!" cried Mrs. “My Mom makes more money than my Dad, a lot more.
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