The darkness prevented the carpenter from discerning the features or figure of
the stranger; and the ceaseless din precluded the possibility of holding any
communication by words with him. 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. Her mouth was once more covered as they left the second floor guest saloon
and headed for the back stairs. It was possible that his first impressions had not been
correct. Part 7
Then one day a little thing happened that clothed itself in significance. Annabel, I cannot
believe it.
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