”
“I cannot do it!” he cried hoarsely. The manager, however, who stood in the
wings, nodded to her to proceed, and the orchestra commenced the first few bars
of the music. 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. "If you've a
fancy for the girl, we might do it.
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