He leaned back in a low chair, and watched her graceful movements, the play of her white hands as she bent over some wonderful machine. . "Don't think to deceive me by your false pretences. I don’t want you to be sad. It’s not you—not a bit. 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. I will arise and go to my father, and will say unto him— “I suppose pride and self-assertion are sin? Sinned against heaven—Yes, I have sinned against heaven and before thee. ’ ‘Ah, no?’ She saw his guard relax and lunged again. “I am perfectly certain that that man meant to be rude to me. It wasn’t pretty. "My heart," rejoined Thames, firmly; "which now tells me I am in the presence of his murderer.
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