‘Because,’ said Lady Bicknacre in the confidential manner of all matrons when passing on a tidbit of scandal, ‘Nicholas married against his father’s wishes and ran away. "Hush!—come hither, and I'll tell you. The progress of time was marked in Mr. . It feels like too much gold-dust clutched in one’s hand. “Does he never speak to you of—of old times?” she faltered. He did not spend more time with her. He was here shortly after the young man was taken ill. ” “Why?” she asked. . 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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