In no respect has your vengeance failed.

I--your old friend, playmate, brother, the son of your mother's dearest friend--have been made miserable for life.

Your revenge was well chosen.

You knew that, however I might worship Madaline, my wife, however much I might love her, she could never be mistress of Beechgrove, she could never be the mother of my children; you knew that, and therefore I say your revenge was admirably chosen.

It were useless to comment on your wickedness, or to express the contempt I feel for the woman who could deliberately plan such evil and distress.