When he tried the scullery door, and would have moved on, Hilary intervened. “How are you, Lucy?” Martin ran to catch her in the crowded hall. ‘And I suppose I shall be obliged to endure another nonsensical tale about your husband. ” He looked at her anxiously, and she met his glance with a dazzling smile of gratitude. “I knew of course that you were at the Montressor’s, but I had no idea that it was a music hall party afterwards. “Did he tell you, Annabel?” “Yes. 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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