In a postscript he told me he had drawn for all the money that was in
his banker's hands, before he set out on his journey: that he wished me
to let our house, and remove into my mother's, which was still empty;
that he trusted I would not let him want in a foreign land; for in some
respects he knew I could be generous; but that he feared the income of
his fortune must be appropriated to the payment of his debts, which were
so many, he feared he could not return, even if he wished it, except at
the danger of losing his personal liberty. He trusted therefore that I
would join my uncle in settling his affairs; and if he wanted money to
support him, he knew I would spare him some out of the fortune which
came to me on the death of my mother, the income of which I, and I
alone, could receive.
In the midst of the wretchedness inflicted by this letter--for it was
my nature to cling to hope, I eagerly caught at the high idea of my
conjugal virtues which this cruel letter implied; and I trusted that,
when intimate association had completely unmasked this Syren and her
paramour, he would prize me the more from contrast, and hasten home to
receive my eagerly-bestowed forgiveness. But the order to let the house
was so indicative of a separation meant to be long, if not eternal, that
again and again I went from hope to despair. But there was one sorrow
converted into rejoicing. Till now I had grieved that my mother was
no more: but now I rejoiced to think that this last terrible blow was
spared her; that she did not live to witness the grief of her worse than
widowed daughter, nor to see the degradation of the beloved son of her
idolized Lady Helen. Degradation did I say? Yes: but I still persisted
to excuse my husband, and would not own even to myself that he was
without excuse for his conduct. I thought it was generous in him not to
forsake his friends in their distress, nor would I allow any one to hint
at the probability that his female companion was his mistress.
I also resolved to justify his reliance on my exertions and my
generosity. I wrote to my uncle, I made myself acquainted with all his
embarrassments, I dismissed every servant but Alice and Juan, and I set
apart two-thirds of my income also for payment of the debts.
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