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"Let me see," replied Wood; "exactly twelve years ago last November. Their faces were masks of abject horror,
sunken and shriveled, their cheekbones protruding. "What proof have you of the truth of this story?" inquired Trenchard. She stood up and he
sat down at the microscope, and for a time he was busy scrutinizing one section
after another. “A wonderful piece of work,” he declared. 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. ”
“You have been to her?” he asked. ”
“You have it,” he declared confidently. Gladstone
would have to a carelessly displayed interior on a dissecting-room table. ”
“Of course,” said Capes, and threw a newly lit cigar into the fire through sheer
nervousness. And she did not
merely affect to be driven—she felt driven.
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