‘He is not in England, you understand. When they reached her rooms she stepped lightly out upon the pavement. Ah! what's that?" he exclaimed, as some one brushed hastily past him. " "We shall see," rejoined Jonathan, turning carelessly upon his heel. I have slept with it under my pillow. ‘Cousin? But I am a fool. Have you ever heard the name of Meysey Hill?” “Meysey Hill?” He repeated it after her, and she knew at once from his tone and his quick glance into her face that the name possessed some significance for him. 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. Wood was so much exhausted that he was obliged to retire to his own room, where he continued for some hours overpowered by grief. I want you beyond measure or reckoning. We fetched the doctor and the police.
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