Should I suffer this mistake to be detected by time?
When his passion should subside, would he not perceive the flagrancy of his injustice, and hasten to atone for it?
Did it not become my character to testify resentment for language and treatment so opprobrious?
Wrapt up in the consciousness of innocence, and confiding in the influence of time and reflection to confute so groundless a charge, it was my province to be passive and silent.
As to the violences meditated by Carwin, and the means of eluding them, the path to be taken by me was obvious.

I resolved to tell the tale to my brother, and regulate myself by his advice.

For this end, when the morning was somewhat advanced, I took the way to his house.

My sister was engaged in her customary occupations.

As soon as I appeared, she remarked a change in my looks.