You will break his heart," pleaded Nancy Ellen.
Kate threw out both hands, palms down.
"P-a-s-h, a-u-g-h, h-a-r-t, d-o-u-t, d-e-r-e," she slowly spelled out the letters.

"What about my heart and my pride?
Think I can respect that, or ask my children to respect it?
But thank you and Robert, and come after me as often as you can, as a mercy to me.

If John persists in coming, to try to buy me, as he thinks he can buy anything he wants, you needn't let him come to Walden; for probably I won't be there until I have to, and I won't see him, or his mother, so he needn't try to bring her in.

Say good-bye to Robert for me." She walked from the house, head erect, shoulders squared, and so down the street from sight.

In half an hour a truckman came for her trunk, so Nancy Ellen made everything Kate had missed into a bundle to send with it.