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A pretty sermon might be preached about those petty children of fortune, whose own spoilt natures bind them to rocks to be the prey of mercenary monsters. It is a bad thing ever to assume one's right to an immunity from the trials and anxieties of this world, and to do so is necessarily to repel the humane, and to invite the attentions of those who value material above moral qualifications. The sharks, in short, are eternally prowling about in search of your toothsome pampered Andromena, and lucky is she if she can find a Perseus to come to her assistance in time.
No doubt Miss Ruby Vanborough's eyes, straining to the horizon, would have welcomed the appearance of such a champion. Though the chain she had woven about herself was of pure gold it had attracted to her, it seemed, no better than the spirit of a loveless cupidity. Her moral vision was opened, and she would gladly, if she could, have disengaged herself from her fetters, and escaped into obscurity. But by that time the monster was already coiling himself about her, and her opportunity was gone.