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A stout wooden shutter, opening inwardly, being removed, disclosed a
grating of iron bars. 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. “I’ll be hanged if I do. “Dear husband,” she murmured. ‘Until today. “I can get very angry. She shuddered. As silent as she had remained about who had brought her home last night. ” She said bitterly. They will insist upon a catalogue of things
one must not do, which does nothing but fill one with the greatest desire to do
them.
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