That he
was hot and breathless was of no matter; in that moment he would have faced a
dozen Samsons. Speak lower. 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. Poor soul! she nearly died when she heard he had robbed his master; and it
might have been well if she had done so, for she never afterwards recovered her
reason. The doctor laughed. "I can readily see,"
he said, "why you'll always be as poor as a church mouse. That’s how things are; that’s the order of the world. Then he stood up and hailed a fiacre. "Certainly not," replied Gay. Contributions to the Project Gutenberg
Literary Archive Foundation are tax deductible to the full extent permitted by
U. You should go
home today and get some rest. Do you think that I shall ever make an actress, my friend?”
“I doubt it,” he answered bluntly. ‘I can’t tell you the times
I’ve wished for a gun to point at Hilary’s head. He stood upon the threshold, dangling his eye-glasses in his
fingers, stolid, imperturbable, mildly interrogative.
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