Anon Kenneth's own humble pleading, allied to his contrite and sorrowful appearance, were received by her with that same indifference, as also with indifference did she allow him later to kiss her hand and assume the flattering belief that he was rehabilitated in her favour.
But pale grew Mistress Cynthia's cheeks, and sad her soul.

Wistful she waxed, sighing at every turn, until it seemed to her--as haply it hath seemed to many a maid--that all her life must she waste in vain sighs over a man who gave no single thought to her..