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. Nothing more forlorn could be conceived. "I generally do," replied Blueskin, pouring out a bumper of sack. ‘Do that again,’ he said softly, ‘and I’ll make you sorry you ever came to
England. He hated the taste of it. "He knows he had to take it. But with Gosse and the woman in prison here, there is
always the chance that the whole affair may be raked up all over again. The major might not indulge in this sort of flirtation in the ordinary way, but
he had seen enough among his army colleagues to know just how to go about it. ” Michelle said. Mrs. But Gosse
began to drag her towards the door.
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