She did not dare to own that the man she loved was her inferior; or to feel that she had given her heart away too soon.

Given once, the pure bashful maiden was too modest, too tender, too trustful, too weak, too much woman to recall it.

We are Turks with the affections of our women; and have made them subscribe to our doctrine too.

We let their bodies go abroad liberally enough, with smiles and ringlets and pink bonnets to disguise them instead of veils and yakmaks.

But their souls must be seen by only one man, and they obey not unwillingly, and consent to remain at home as our slaves--ministering to us and doing drudgery for us.
So imprisoned and tortured was this gentle little heart, when in the month of March, Anno Domini 1815, Napoleon landed at Cannes, and Louis XVIII fled, and all Europe was in alarm, and the funds fell, and old John Sedley was ruined.
We are not going to follow the worthy old stockbroker through those last pangs and agonies of ruin through which he passed before his commercial demise befell.