Here, indeed, was a type with which he had never until now come
into contact—a natural woman. There must be ways of getting rid of him. Kneebone smiled assent. "Sit down, and enjoy yourself. But I expect him back every minute. "
"So do I!" she cried; "for then you would have been really my brother. “It—it—must come,” she faltered. I’ll pay it. "
"A promise to my mother?" said Winifred, unsuspiciously. 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. She could not resist enduing persons she met with the noble
attributes of the fictional characters. He thought it best to let the matter drop.
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