If there were any pearls, none came into the light. “Your best route will be via Boulogne and Folkestone at
nine o’clock from the Gare du Nord. “She means to go. 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. “Life is upsetting enough, without the novels taking a share,” said Mr. Inexplicably there flashed into vision the Chinese wedding procession in the
narrow, twisted streets of the city, that first day: the gorgeous palanquin, the tomtoms, the weird music, the ribald, jeering mob that trailed along behind. And your great-niece. The mere fact that he was there in the train alongside her, helping her,
sitting opposite to her in the dining-car, presently sleeping on a seat within a
yard of her, made her heart sing until she was afraid their fellow passengers
would hear it. Thank you for the books. But suppose I go?”
“Now, Veronica! No, no. M. He
looked just like John Wayne in a cowboy movie, his eyes
narrow and squinting, except his hair was long, unruly,
and jet black.
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