Her great grief in this relation was that her only child, on whose education no expense had been and would be spared, was now old enough to perceive these deficiencies in his mother, and not only to see them but to feel irritated at their existence.
Thus she lived on in the city, and wasted hours in braiding her beautiful hair, till her once apple cheeks waned to pink of the very faintest.

Her foot had never regained its natural strength after the accident, and she was mostly obliged to avoid walking altogether.

Her husband had grown to like London for its freedom and its domestic privacy; but he was twenty years his Sophy's senior, and had latterly been seized with a serious illness.

On this day, however, he had seemed to be well enough to justify her accompanying her son Randolph to the concert..