Occasionally the mere fact of lying in bed became unendurable, and she rolled out and marched about her room and whispered abuse of herself—usually until she hit against some article of furniture. “Accident! She shot me,” he muttered. She felt privileged above other women at parties, where she was on display as all the duchesses and queens looked upon her with envy as he was so clearly entranced by her in every way. It will give me great pleasure to settle an annuity for a moderate amount upon you on certain conditions. Sometimes her straying mind would become astonishingly active—embroidering bright and decorative things that she could say to Capes; sometimes it passed into a state of passive acquiescence, into a radiant, formless, golden joy. —Give me the letters, my love," she added aloud, and in her most winning accents; "they're some wicked forgeries.
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