Shame and electricity coursed through her veins, flowing directly from him in a flash flood. En tout cas, I will not permit that you endanger yourself again for me. Part of her felt like laughing insanely at how badly she had been duped. David Courtlaw—Sir John Ferringhall. ’ Her eyes narrowed. 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. In the middle there was a gate. In their happiest times, he was the most faithful and devoted of husbands. “No,” she said, under her breath, “you can’t face it. Sheppard despairingly.
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