“‘Go it, missie,’ they said; “kick aht!’ “I swore at that policeman—and disgusted him. T’weren’t fitting, we knew that. She got up and unlocked the door. But this is the first time I ever sailed on any one of the three. ” “You shall not need either,” Brendon said grimly. She shuddered; the room was unfamiliar and unwelcoming. She went down, feeling rather than seeing the way. He seemed to be hesitating between two courses of action. 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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