But when Florence thought of the love she paused; for she remembered her mother.  Did anyone in all the world love her as the little Mummy loved her?  In the future she knew well that she should see very little of her mother.  Aunt Susan would not permit it for a moment; she might see her occasionally, but never again would they meet as child and mother.  There would be a gulf between them, the gulf which ever and always separates the rich from the poor.  For Florence henceforth would belong to the rich ones of the earth.  Mrs. Aylmer the great was so pleased, so elated, so triumphant at her marked and brilliant success that there was nothing she would not do for her.  Yes, Florence's future life was secure, she was fortunate, the world lay at her feet, her fortune was made.