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I am sorry to seem to hurt you, but all I say is
for your good. And here against a wall were the plumtrees. She directed the
orchestra to tune again. There were shadows
under his eyes. 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. “Good luck! Good luck!”
She waved from the window until the bend hid him. He was
sickeningly aroused by their hands as he slipped in and
out of consciousness. But I never betray an old
customer. One gets a lot more fun married. Anyways, we gets friendly and
chats each day, and yesterday I mentions about that Mr Charvill, and the maid
ups and says that Frenchie and his missus is going out of town to visit him. Of all the amazing coincidences.
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