But he did not return, and from her old friend, Adelaide, she had heard no single word since her marriage.
There were great rejoicings when her little son and heir was born; the only fear was lest the child should be absolutely killed by the great amount of affection and caresses heaped upon it.

Lord Atherton's happiness was complete, Lord and Lady Ridsdale were delighted with the beautiful princely boy, and his mother absolutely worshiped him.
It was when the little heir of Leigh was about a year old that the blow fell on his beautiful mother.

She was seated one morning in her luxurious dressing-room, a scene of splendid confusion and brilliant coloring that would have enchanted an artist, herself more lovely than ever, for the promise of her girlhood had developed into magnificent womanhood.

Jewels of great value lay on the toilet-table, costly dresses were lying about.

The nurse had just been in with baby, and nothing would please baby but playing with his mamma's beautiful golden-brown hair.