But this is not always so.

Pure love sometimes finds its own sweet reward.

I will relate one precious instance.
The Baron Holbein, after having passed ten years of active life in a large metropolitan city of Europe, retired to his estate in a beautiful and fertile valley, far away from the gay circle of fashion--far away from the sounds of political rancor with which he had been too long familiar--far away from the strife of selfish men and contending interests.

He had an only child, Nina, just fifteen years of age.

For her sake, as well as to indulge his love of quiet and nature, he had retired from the world.