5/10 Your husband's affairs are desperate. I won't throw your money into his well; and you will both live to thank me for seeing clearer than you do, and saving this L1900 for you and yours." James Little had writhed in his chair for some time: he now cried out wildly, "Edith, you shall demean yourself no more. He always hated me: and now let him have his will, and seal my dishonor and my ruin. Oblige me by leaving my house, Mr.Raby." "Oh, no, James!" cried Edith, trembling, and shocked at this affront. |