I was beginning to love him, and life was so much pleasanter, when he got so angry about Frank and charged me with those dreadful things, driving me frantic and making me feel as if I hated him and could do much to worry him.

Don't look so shocked.

I know how wicked it was, and sometimes I fear God never can forgive me; but I did not think of him then.

I forgot everything but myself and my trouble, and so I went away, going first to -- --, so as to mislead Richard, and then turning straight back to New York.
"Do you remember Abby Jackson, who was at school in Boston, and who once spent a week with me here?
She married, and lives in New York, and believes in women's rights and wears the Bloomer dress.

She would take my part, I said, and I went at once to her house and told her all I had done, and asked if I could stay until I found employment.