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Her greatest exploit was the howling before the mid-day meal. “It’s all dirt that washes off, dear, but it’s dirt. Sheppard," said Wood in a soothing tone. His hand shook so violently that he dropped the handkerchief; and he let it lie on the floor because he dared not stoop. 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 this juncture, and just as a cuckoo-clock in the corner struck sis, Jack Sheppard walked into the room, with the packing-case under his arm. The showers of Second Period Physical Education class became another front on the battleground. The doctor smoked his pipe thoughtfully. ’ ‘Get rid of the wench,’ Roding said brutally. Miss Ellicot, who sang ballads, and liked Brendon to turn over the pages for her, tossed her head.
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