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. But you must allow me to observe, my good
Sir, that you're wholly in the wrong respecting my friend. She sat on the edge of her bed and looked about her, at her room, at the row of
black-covered books and the pig’s skull. He will say who it was. “I have a special surprise for you, Lucia. 275
“Yes!” She answered, feeling joy and fear well in her
chest. The lady grasped it more firmly and turned it upon Hilary.
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