The man was wondering how such a thing as this came to be his daughter.
"You have courage, Elizabeth," he whispered.
"I have courage," she assented, "because I have brains.

I never allow myself to be in a position where I should be likely to get the worst of it.

Ever since the day when he turned so suddenly against me, I have been careful." Her father leaned towards her.
"Elizabeth," he said, "I never really understood.

What was it that came over him so suddenly?
One day he was your slave, the next I think he would have murdered you if he could." She shrugged her shoulders.
"Honestly," she replied, "I felt it impossible to keep up the sham any longer.

I married Wenham Gardner in New York because he was supposed to be a millionaire and because it seemed to be the best thing to do, but as to living with him, I never meant that.