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Shouting to his companion, even as they passed by where I hid myself, he called out that he thought to find you at the convent. Not afraid of me, either. The clouds were nearly black with rain, threatening to spill sleet in daggers and torrents. “Yes, but I act older than I look. There were neither texts nor rubbish on the walls, but only a stirring version of Belshazzar’s feast, a steel engraving in the early Victorian manner that had some satisfactory blacks. 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. ’ A sudden frown sprang to the fellow’s face. ’ ‘You speak it very well,’ Gerald said encouragingly. " "Don't be angry with me, Sir," cried the widow, sobbing bitterly, "pray don't. Ruth's emotion was a primitive joy: she was essential in this man's life, and she would always be happy because he would always be needing her.
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