I have many times watched this most cruel and exacting of all tyrannies, and have yet to see the case where the yielding wife could ever yield enough.

Take counsel in time, my friend.

Successful resistance now, will cost but a trifling effort." Mrs.Dexter neither accepted nor repelled the advice; but her countenance showed that the remarks of Mrs.Anthony gave no very pleasant hue to her thoughts.
"Excuse me," she said rising, "I must see Mrs.De Lisle." Mrs.Anthony raised her finger, and gave Mrs.Dexter a warning look, as she uttered the words-- "Don't forget." "I won't," was answered.
Mrs.De Lisle received her with a serious countenance.
"You go to Newport in the morning ?" she spoke, half-questioning and half in doubt.
"Yes." The countenance of Mrs.De Lisle brightened.
"I thought," she said, after a pause, "that I knew you." She stopped, as if in doubt whether to go on.
Mrs.Dexter looked into her face a moment.
"You understand me ?" Mrs.De Lisle added.
"I do." Mrs.Dexter betrayed unusual emotion.
"Forgive me," said her friend, "if I have ventured on too sacred ground.

You know how deeply I am interested in you." Tears filled the eyes of Mrs.Dexter; her lips quivered; every muscle of her face betrayed an inward struggle.
"Dear friend!" Mrs.De Lisle reached out her hands, and Mrs.Dexter leaned forward against her, hiding her face upon her breast.

And now strong spasms thrilled her frame; and in weakness she wept--wept a long, long time.