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Adela withdrew to her room and dismissed her maid for the night. She longed to have what she called a 'good think.' She sat before her dressing-table looking vaguely at her reflection in the glass. Was this white-faced woman with the rings under her eyes the Adela Burton whom people professed to find so beautiful and fascinating? She smiled with self-pitying contempt. Was any woman in England more miserable than she? What a sham and fraud she was--moving amongst the salt of the earth, in the exclusive circles which were at once the envy and admiration of those beneath them!
From the outside it looked a veritable fairyland of beauty and wealth and pleasure that never palled. Her name for it was Whited Sepulchre.