But I have Mercy to think of--Mercy, whom I love better than my own life! Women live, poor things, in the opinions of others.

I have had one warning already of what my wife is likely to suffer at the hands of my 'friends'-- Heaven forgive me for misusing the word! Shall I deliberately expose her to fresh mortifications ?--and this for the sake of returning to a career the rewards of which I no longer prize?
No! We will both be happy--we will both be free! God is merciful, Nature is kind, Love is true, in the New World as well as the Old.

To the New World we will go!" THIRD EXTRACT.
"I hardly know whether I have done right or wrong.

I mentioned yesterday to Lady Janet the cold reception of me on my return to London, and the painful sense of it felt by my wife.
"My aunt looks at the matter from her own peculiar point of view, and makes light of it accordingly.

'You never did, and never will, understand Society, Julian,' said her ladyship.