Can I ask a woman to share such a dreary life as mine?
It would be selfish, it would be cruel; I should deservedly pay the penalty of allowing my wife to sacrifice herself.

The time would come when she would repent having married me." Stella rose.

Her eyes rested on him with a look of gentle remonstrance.
"I think you hardly do women justice," she said softly.

"Perhaps some day a woman may induce you to change your opinion." She crossed the room to the piano.

"You must be tired of playing, Adelaide," she said, putting her hand caressingly on Lady Loring's shoulder.
"Will you sing, Stella ?" She sighed, and turned away.