Books were always sliding
and slipping, clumsy objects to hold. I'm used to insult as I am to misfortune, and am grown callous to both; but I'm
not used to compassion, and know not how to take it. 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. "Will you plead?" demanded Wild, harshly. Ann Veronica stared for a moment in
amazement at this dark-green object that clashed as it was put down. ‘Keep still, for God’s sake! Hilary will send him off all right and
tight, never fear.
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