He would know her address to-morrow. What was their surprise to find it vacant, and the prisoner gone! Jonathan, could scarcely believe his eyes. ‘She’s gone. I suppose if one were to love some one, one would feel doubtful. The afternoon had passed now into twilight. Manning would on no account do, though he was tall and dark and handsome and kind, and thirty-five and adequately prosperous, and all that a husband should be. He had remarkably skilful fingers and a love of detailed processes, and he had become one of the most dexterous amateur makers of rock sections in the world. If he could keep it up—style and calibre of imagination—within a year the name of Taber would become widely known. 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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