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. Don’t you care for Nigel at all?”
Anna was silent for a moment or two. . "
While he was thus musing, he fancied he heard the lock tried. ”
“You and I and Brendon get on all right, don’t we?” Sydney objected. But it is my fault. The tropical dawn is swift. Miss Ellicot, who sang ballads, and liked
Brendon to turn over the pages for her, tossed her head. ‘I should not dream of forcing my attentions on you.
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