You flung me off with a force that overcame all scruple--all question of right--all effort to cling to you as my husband.

I was trying, in my feeble way--for not much power remained--to be a dutiful wife, when you extinguished all hope of success by a charge as false as the evil spirit who whispered in your too willing ears a suspicion of infidelity against one who had never permitted a thought of wrong towards her husband to enter even the outermost portal of her mind.

I had not seen the person to whom you allude since my accidental meeting with him at Newport, so basely construed into design; and his passing my window at the moment you returned home, was as unexpected to me as to you.
"I had hoped that my previous solemn assurances were sufficient to give you confidence in my integrity.

But this was an error.

You had no faith in me; and assailed me with violence when my thoughts were as true to honor as ever were yours.