"I don't wish to prevent your speaking to him. You know what I want." Henrietta came up and kissed her, and bade her good night. "I think I am the unhappiest woman in all London," she said, sobbing hysterically.
"Is it my fault, mamma?"
"You could save me from much if you would. I work like a horse, and I never spend a shilling that I can help. I want nothing for myself,--nothing for myself. Nobody has suffered as I have. But Felix never thinks of me for a moment."

"I don't wish to prevent your speaking to him. You know what I want." As Henrietta kissed her good night, Lady Carbury began to sob. "I think I am the unhappiest woman in all London."
"Is it my fault, mamma?"
"You could save me from much if you wished. I work like a horse, and I never spend a shilling on myself. Nobody has suffered as I have. But Felix never thinks of me for a moment."
