I hope we may never find her again. Down on me luck, I was, and they took me in. A beachcomber in embryo, and she had lent a hand through habit as much as through pity. As they 56 approached the manor, she was permitted to peep her head outside the chariot's front window. He shrieked with agony, and clung with desperate tenacity to the roughened stones. It was perfectly logical. She was aware of people—her aunt, her father, her fellow-students, friends, and neighbors— moving about outside this glowing secret, very much as an actor is aware of the dim audience beyond the barrier of the footlights. Dolls. She laughed a little bitterly. The moment she entered the room and he rose, she felt that she was immediately consigned to the circle of strangers; and it emptied her heart of its joy and filled it with diffidence.
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