We parted unreconciled, you remember, and I sha'n't forgive myself.

But, for all that, I was not going to sympathise with him--the brute beast! Oh, give me the poker! This is the last thing of his I have about me:' she slipped the gold ring from her third finger, and threw it on the floor.

'I'll smash it!' she continued, striking it with childish spite, 'and then I'll burn it!' and she took and dropped the misused article among the coals.

'There! he shall buy another, if he gets me back again.

He'd be capable of coming to seek me, to tease Edgar.