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More strange stories were told of it than of any other house in London. I got three pounds, and there’s three on my watch. I step on my neighbour's feet, return and apologize because my acquired conscience orders me to do so; whereas you might pass on without caring if your neighbour hopped about on one foot. 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. Hitherto, no visiters had been permitted to see him. For when this Joan said it, I had a memory. Then she was out of the door and running, fast. What right had she to call herself “Alcide”? It was abominable, an imposture.
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