I stand abased in my own eyes.

I thought I loved you.

But I must love best the crowd--people--luxury--fashion--the damned round of things I was born to." "Carley, you will realize their insufficiency too late," he replied, earnestly.

"The things you were born to are love, work, children, happiness." "Don't! don't!...

they are hollow mockery for me," she cried, passionately.