Henry Seton Merriman, In Kedar's Tents
“ Queen Christina of Spain handled her cards for a throne and the continuance of an ill-starred dynasty.As she sat in the hotel chamber in Ciudad Real—that forlornest of royal cities—her face wore the pettish look of one who, having passed through great events, having tasted of great passions and moved amid the machinery of life and death, finds the ordinary routine of existence intolerably irksome. Many faces wear such a look in this country; every second beautiful face in London has it. ”
