But his eyes were on the Frenchman, and as Valade
moved up the other road a little way, the lad shifted alertly, and swiftly closed
the distance to the intersection. His hand fell lightly to her chest where her heart was
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beating, almost tenderly. “Neither
Sydney nor I would think of such a thing. A dozen
shynesses and intellectual barriers were being outflanked or broken down in her
mind. ‘How is your plan now, mon brave?’ Melusine taunted. ’
Her features broke apart in a laugh. 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. Faintly bothered by what it might mean, Gerald rose from his seat and crossed to
the tray to pour himself a glass of wine. He walked on for an hour longer, till he could scarcely drag one
leg after another.
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