No, I have no illusions; but I have something better, something real,--I have beliefs and a religion.

See! I open the ball of our confidences.
Whoever I marry--provided I choose him for myself--may sleep in peace or go to the East Indies sure that he will find me on his return working at the tapestry which I began before he left me; and in every stitch he shall read a verse of the poem of which he has been the hero.

Yes, I have resolved within my heart never to follow my husband where he does not wish me to go.

I will be the divinity of his hearth.

That is my religion of humanity.