“I cannot but conclude,” he said, “that your errand involved the recital to my wife of some trouble in which you find yourself. ‘I can see why you lost your place, young Kimble. At last he could bear it no longer. Too busy. With delicate touch he rescued all that was possible of them, and made a careful little parcel. Think if your own mother was alive!” He paused, deeply moved. ” “That’s a question of detail,” said Ann Veronica. ’ ‘Can’t say as I’m sorry to hear you say that, missie,’ confessed the sergeant, on a relieved note, as he locked the front door of the mansion and pocketed the key. 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.
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