She paused, and faltered, yet began again with a sense of having surmounted her greatest difficulties, and from hence is perhaps the best narrator of her own life.
"When I found out," she went on, "how different the reality was from my dreams, I took no care to hide, either from Bailey or my husband, the horror I began to feel for them both.

Christian took my reproaches carelessly--his education had not prevented him from regarding women as other Indians do--to him I was merely his squaw, the chief and most useful of his possessions, and it made no difference to him whether I was contented with my position or not.

But Bailey was not quite so insensible; and when I spoke to him with the same bitterness as to my husband, he retorted, and took trouble to show me how my own folly had been as much to blame as their schemes, in drawing me into such a marriage.

He explained to me precisely how, and why, I had been entrapped, and made me perceive that I was utterly helpless in their hands.

There came, about the middle of our voyage, a time when I sunk into a kind of stupor; worn out with the misery of my disappointment, I gave up my whole mind to a gloomy passiveness.