Her Royal Lover: A Novel — page 332: what you’re looking at

Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.

324 HER ROYAL LOVER. God of the afflicted, of the unfortunate, what could she still have to fear from the malignity of men? Now that her maternal duties were augmenting, she desired to live—to live resigned in the midst of her torments. happy in spite of her afflictions. Her children would be hereafter her only happiness, her only joy, her only loves, with them; through them some happy and beautiful days were yet preparing for this unfortunate creature that a great infamy had wounded in such a harsh, and unmerited manner. The compassionate hearts of the good nuns were moved by so many outrages, so much injustice. These women, severe themselves, contenting them- selves with so little, living on almost nothing, be- came tender and ingenious for this frail and fragile creature. In this austere convent, a cheerful, al- most coquettish chamber, was discovered and orna- mented, a comparative comfort was lavished on this young woman, whose delicate health was giving some anxiety to these recluses, became her com- panions, her friends. So many attentions,so much tender pity were somewhat elevating to the discouraged soul of the Princess de Mineleko, but despite her promises to herself, despite her will to maintain them, long hours passed still sad and desolate by her solitary and dull fireside. The bitter sentiments which traversed the rank- ling heart of this woman so cruelly and so cowardly wounded, were not those which may be surmounted inaday. This great infamy which is called life, had made in the soul of this sweet and gentle flower a wound that nothing could be ever heal. While reanimating with her icy hands the fire Gomichooks.co m