In the beginning it was a dictionary. ”
“Dear me,” Anna laughed, “how unfortunate! What ought I to do? Should I be
forgiven, do you think, if I were to go and hold that skein of wool for the old
lady in the yellow cap?”
“Don’t speak of her irreverently,” Brendon said, in an awed whisper. And next morning she attired
herself with especial care and neatness, found his address in the Directory at a
post-office, and went to him. This way, my dear—and—
you’ll excuse my mentioning it, but a quiet blouse and a little chiffon, you know,
will be quite sufficient. 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. The Night-Cellar
XVIII. Of course there are, millions of them. ‘I did not think so. One of them was
a stout square-built man, with a singularly swarthy complexion, and harsh
forbidding features. His struggles were so
violent, that, being a man of tremendous strength, it was some time before they
could master him, and it required the combined efforts of all the four partners to
put him into irons. Were I to let you go, you'd say I
feared you. She made an abrupt personal appeal. Gosse must now fight with his back to the altar, and a
dais at his heels.
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