I loved you with a love passing that of most women; and it was not all my fault.

I was taught to love you--the earliest memory of my life is having been taught to love you.
"You remember, too.

It may have been injudicious, imprudent, foolish, yet while I was taught to think, to read, to sing, I was also taught to consider myself your 'little wife.' Hundreds of times have you given me that name, while we walked together as children--you with your arm about my neck, I proud of being called your 'little wife.' "As a child, I loved you better than anything else in the wide world--better than my mother, my home, my friends; and my love grew with my growth.

I prided myself on my unbroken troth to you.

I earned the repute of being cold and heartless, because I could think of no one but you.