"And think what it will be to me, Alice. I used to lie in bed and wish myself dead, and make up my mind to drown myself,--if I could only dare. I shan't think any more of that poor fellow now." Then she told Alice what had been done for Burgo; how his uncle had paid his bills once again, and had agreed to give him a small income. "Poor fellow!" said Lady Glencora, "it won't do more than buy him gloves, you know."

"And think what it will be to me, Alice. I used to wish myself dead. I shan't think any more of that poor fellow now." Then she told Alice what had been done for Burgo. "Poor fellow!" said Lady Glencora, "that allowance won't do more than buy him gloves, you know."
