After awhile, I know not from what cause, unless from some imprudence on the part of Edward Braddyll, who was wild and reckless, my husband conceived worse suspicions than ever of me, and began to treat me with such harshness and cruelty, that, unable longer to endure his violence, I appealed to my father.

But he was of a stern and arbitrary nature, and, having forced me into the match, would not listen to my complaints, but bade me submit.

'It was my duty to do so,' he said, and he added some cutting expressions to the effect that I deserved the treatment I experienced, and dismissed me.

Driven to desperation, I sought counsel and assistance from one I should most have avoided--from Edward Braddyll--and he proposed flight from my husband's roof--flight with him." "But you were saved, madam ?" cried Alizon, greatly shocked by the narration.

"You were saved ?" "Hear me out," rejoined Mistress Nutter.