And this was the woman I had deliberately selected as a life companion for Josiah! "For weeks I knew no peace of mind.

Every letter that arrived I dreaded to open, fearing it might be from Josiah.

At every knock I started up, and looked about for a hiding-place.

Every time I came across the heading, 'Domestic Tragedy,' in the newspapers, I broke into a cold perspiration.

I expected to read that Josiah and Hannah had murdered each other, and died cursing me.
"As the time went by, however, and I heard nothing, my fears began to assuage, and my belief in my own intuitive good judgment to return.
Maybe, I had done a good thing for Josiah and Hannah, and they were blessing me.