She wanted
his attention, but so did everyone else. Her own pack was so light that she left it in the locker. ’
A sudden frown sprang to the fellow’s face. 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. "I've a good mind not to speak to you again, Sir!" cried Winifred, with difficulty
repressing a tear of vexation; "you've acted unfairly. "Here, Tom," he
added, calling to a shop-boy, "run and fetch a constable.
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