I had told her all my plans for the future, and as, like me, she despised the world and human beings, she had approved those plans and solemnly vowed by the memory of her mother, murdered by want, famine, and grief, to avenge herself with me upon society--wrest from it what formerly it had so cruelly denied: wealth, honor, and distinction." "And I think I have kept my oath," she said earnestly.

"I have entered into all your plans; I have accepted the part which you imposed upon me, and for three years have played it with success.

Baroness von Vernon was as useful to you in Berlin the last two years, as Baroness de Simonie is now in Vienna.

She aided you in all your plans, entered into your designs, pitilessly betrayed all who trusted her and whose secrets she stole by craft, falsehood, and hypocrisy." "Why did they allow them to be stolen ?" he said, shrugging his shoulders.
"Why were they so reckless as to trust a beautiful woman, when experience teaches that all women lie, deceive, and are incapable of keeping a secret?
They must bear the consequences of their own folly; we need not reproach ourselves for it." "I do not reproach myself," she said, "only life bores me.

I long for rest, for peace, for solitude around me, that I may not be so unutterably lonely within." "You wish to conceal the truth from me, Leonore," he cried, shrugging his shoulders, "but I know it.