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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. She did not want particularly to know what had caused his agony, what had
driven him back to the old coat. Wood, "and I'm
sorry and surprised he hasn't swung for his crimes before this. "You'd have hit it off better if you'd called
her The Sow.
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