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Though scarcely two hours past midnight, it was perfectly light. She stared at him and thought the words, “My husband, my husband. The terrors and anxieties of the last few months seemed to have fallen from her, to have passed away like an ugly dream, dismissed with a shudder even from the memory. Occasionally he relit his pipe. All the same, I wish I had that fellow by the throat! Just the virile, unregenerate man in me wishes that. But she was relentless. . ” There was a long silence. ’ ‘Dunderhead. "No, please! It is good luck for a dog to enter your house. He was bringing the sing-song girl to the hotel! The strange cortège presently vanished below the window-sill. He threw her on the bed. . 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. But no more of that.
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