It was full of hate, and disappointment, and despair.

She knew that there was a taint upon her--the taint that comes to every woman, as certainly as death, who patently and purposely addresses, through her person, the sensuous element in men.

It was not enough for her to remember that she despised the passion she excited, and contemned the men whom she fascinated.

She knew it was better to lead even a swine by a golden chain than by the ears.
She reviewed her relations to Mr.Belcher.That strong, harsh, brutal man, lost alike to conscience and honor, was in her hands.

What should she do with him?
He was becoming troublesome.