Melvin G. Winstock

“ The interview was becoming beyond endurance to Ouida, when, fortunately, the subject of the latter part of Doane's talk—Horatio Nugent—entered the room. He had heard the editor's allusion to sacrifice.
"Who are you," he cried, "that dare talk to her of sacrifice for me? The world should weep for her. She has, upon the altar of her affection for me, sacrificed a glory, which before, no woman had ever achieved upon the American continent." ”

“ We want neither. You and your kind stand well in the eyes of the world, but we refuse to bend beneath your judgment."
"Yet," said the editor, "you set up a tribunal of your own."
"Yes," said Ouida, "the tribunal of conscience, where we have had our trial, pronounced sentence, and for years have been paying to justice the penalty we owed."
"You refuse my aid?" said Doane.
"It was not sought; we will not accept it," said Nugent. "We prefer starvation to your pity."
"Then," said Doane, "let it not be pity, but a pure matter of business."
"We desire none with you," said Ouida. ”

“ Doane continued: "She has become an object almost of public pity. When the haughty creature abandoned her husband, almost at the altar, and began a life of shame with her lover, even rotten New York society rebelled and frowned her down."
"Yes, it is but too true. The world, when once aroused, is cold in its judgment. ”