He did not doubt but that Bozzle was right about that letter written only yesterday, and received on that very morning.

His wife, who had probably been complaining of her wrongs to Stanbury, must have retired from that conversation to her chamber, and immediately have written this letter to her lover! With such a woman as that what can be done in these days otherwise than by the aid of such a one as Bozzle?
He could not confine his wife in a dungeon.

He could not save himself from the disgrace of her misconduct, by any rigours of surveillance on his own part.

As wives are managed now-a-days, he could not forbid to her the use of the post-office,--could not hinder her from seeing this hypocritical scoundrel, who carried on his wickedness under the false guise of family friendship.

He had given her every chance to amend her conduct: but, if she were resolved on disobedience, he had no means of enforcing obedience.