Melvin G. Winstock, "A Modern Hercules," The Tale of a Sculptress… (1899)
“ At last he won the great battle, and died." "I suppose I should weep," said Paul, "but I am no hypocrite. I cannot forget these years of cruel abandonment and misery." "But," said the lawyer, by way of consolation, "your future is full of promise and brilliance. There is absolutely not a single obstacle in the way of your complete enjoyment of a noble name and wealth." "That may be true," said Paul. "Fate has played him a scurvy trick to my advantage, but I have become bitter, my heart is sour with evil neglect. I have known starvation of body and soul ”
