" In an angle of the Stone Hall was the Iron Hold, a chamber containing a vast assortment of fetters and handcuffs of all weights and sizes. She sat down awkwardly and helplessly on one of the little stools by her table and covered her face with her hands. ‘Where the devil have you been?’ ‘Consorting with a nun in the gardens. Say you will never forget! That these common things and secondary things sha’n’t overwhelm us. “I do not blame him. She took the tray with both hands, gulped, and gave way to tears. 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.
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