"I can't," said Lady Carbury, bursting out into tears. "Don't ask. What's the good of asking? It is all misery and wretchedness. There is nothing to tell,--except that I am ruined."
"Has he done anything, mamma?"

"I can't," said Lady Carbury, bursting into tears. "Don't ask. What's the good of asking? It is all misery and wretchedness. There is nothing to tell - except that I am ruined. 