And yet it is all so impossible to me." "You are young--very young," he said.

"Love may come to you--some day." "It will be envy--not love, I fear.

I threw away every hope for love two years ago--when I was transformed from the ambitious Miss Beresford to Lady Huntingford, now thoroughly satiated.

It was a bad bargain and it has wounded more hearts than one.

I am not sorry to have told you this.
It gives relief to--to something I cannot define.