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. I am quite indiscriminate, I assure you. She was marvellously pretty, but he was not quite sure—yet—that it was advisable for him to sit with her in so public a place. ” Mr. You remember that you saw us at the Savoy a few evenings ago?” “Yes. The inn was a military haunt. After debating with himself for some time whether he should employ an assistant, or make the attempt alone, his love of gain overcame his fears, and he decided upon the latter plan. Let us search it. It might be upset.
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