I had no idea. He dug about in his mind for a term to fit her, and he came upon the word new. “Okay. 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. The sun was setting when she carried the metal garbage can to the curb with their remains in it, where they sat underneath the stale chocolate cake that Sheila had thrown away and a pile of mildewy lettuce. “Yes,” said Ann Veronica, trying to think where they were, trying to get things plain again that had seemed plain enough in the quiet of the night. “Come upstairs,” she said, “and I will show you your room. "Oho!" he said. He could talk to her as frankly as he could to a man, that she would not take offence at anything so long as it was in the form of explanation. For fully five minutes he lay quite motionless.
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