This young woman loves not and is not loved.

They gave her away to an Oriental nabob who, imagining his wife to be wealthy, scatters his money like a prince.

And now this man has suddenly been startled by the report that his wife has absolutely nothing!--do you know the meaning of the expression: bread of charity ?" "I have heard the expression, but the bread itself I have never tasted." "Then you can have no idea what that sort of bread is like which a man gives to the wife whom he finds to be poor, when he fancied her to be rich--oh! that sort of bread is very, very bitter!" Ah! thought Szilard, the bread that _I_ offered her was only dry--not bitter.
"I can tell you on very good authority," resumed the countess, "that the baron's conduct towards his wife has completely changed since he discovered that she has been disinherited.

He had lost heavily at cards when the news first reached him, and he took no pains to conceal his ill-humour from his wife in consequence.

The poor of the district had got to regard Henrietta as their ministering angel because of her labours of love among them, but now she can play the part of lady bountiful no longer.