Did you imagine that I could lie passive at your feet, so trampled down and degraded?
No, sir! God gave me a higher consciousness--a purer spirit--a nobler individuality! You should have mated one of a different stamp from me! "And yet I pity you, Leon Dexter! This web of trouble, which your own hands have woven around your life, will fetter and gall you at every step in your future journey.

I have not left you in a spirit of retaliation; but simply because the natural strain of repulsion was stronger than all the attractive forces that held us together.

I only obeyed a law against which weak nature strove in vain.

Were it in my power, I would make all your future bright with the warmest sunshine.

But over your future I have no control--yet, sadly enough, are our destinies linked, and the existence of each will be a thorn in the other's heart.
"I have not much strength left.