I was of a different sex: I was not your husband; I was not even your friend; yet my knowledge of you was of that kind, which conjugal intimacies can give, and, in some respects, more accurate.

The observation of your domestic was guided by me.
"You will not be surprized that I should sometimes profit by your absence, and adventure to examine with my own eyes, the interior of your chamber.

Upright and sincere, you used no watchfulness, and practised no precautions.

I scrutinized every thing, and pried every where.

Your closet was usually locked, but it was once my fortune to find the key on a bureau.