Turn the page and you shall read that, when an idea once possesses a woman's mind, she has no rest until it is carried out.
I had none.

My vengeance was mapped out for me--it merely required filling in.

Let me show you how it was filled up--how I have lied to you, who to another have never uttered a false word.
"Years ago we had a maid whom my mother liked very much.

She was gentle, well-mannered, and well-bred for her station in life.

She left us, and went to some other part of England.