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. ‘Dare I
guess at the reason for your sudden interest in émigrés, Gerald?’
‘Lucilla,’ barked Hilary warningly. As though it was indelicate—it’s just a sort
of shyness. "We must keep still. As such, you may command the sympathies of the gentry. “I first saw you crossing the river Arno, after a spring
rain had spoiled the day for everyone except the ducks. She noticed an
odd new gleam in Michelle’s eyes, a focus she had not
noticed before. "You have always been, far dearer to me than myself," replied Mrs.
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