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寒心舞莹莹一笑：“我带你去找他。”

“你还不知道？都出告示了，破格任命你为舵主啊，一百舵主！”

When Drouet was gone, she sat down in her rocking-chair by thewindow to think about it. As usual, imagination exaggerated thepossibilities for her. It was as if he had put fifty cents inher hand and she had exercised the thoughts of a thousanddollars. She saw herself in a score of pathetic situations inwhich she assumed a tremulous voice and suffering manner. Hermind delighted itself with scenes of luxury and refinement,situations in which she was the cynosure of all eyes, the arbiterof all fates. As she rocked to and fro she felt the tensity ofwoe in abandonment, the magnificence of wrath after deception,the languour of sorrow after defeat. Thoughts of all thecharming women she had seen in plays--every fancy, every illusionwhich she had concerning the stage--now came back as a returningtide after the ebb. She built up feelings and a determinationwhich the occasion did not warrant.