The skies were black, and the window-pane streaming with rain-drops.

She shivered a little.
"If I could help you in any other way," he continued, after a moment's pause, "I should be very glad to try." She turned upon him quickly.
"How can you help me, or any one," she demanded, "unless you can take me away from these people?
Listen! Until a few months ago I had scarcely seen my stepmother.

She fetched me away from the convent, took me to Paris for some clothes, and since then I have done nothing but go to parties and houses where the people seem all to have fine names, but behave horribly.

I know that I am rich.

They told me that before I left the convent, so that I might be a little prepared, but is that any reason why every man, old and young, should say foolish things to me, and pretend that they have fallen in love, when I know all the time that it is my fortune they are thinking of.