"Dearest," he replied, "you will do me the greatest favor by allowing me to peruse that part of it relating to ----." I put my hand to his mouth, which he held there. Then I went to my desk, and separating the sheets containing the account of our visit to B----, I put them into his hand. When he had left the room, I could not help smiling at the look with which he took the papers. It was something like that of a boy who anticipates a pretty severe whipping. I began to feel sorry, I had written so much about jealousy, and feared he would think that I attached more importance to it than I do; for indeed I love my husband, if possible, better than ever. It was four or five hours before I saw him again, and I started to go to him, when I heard Cæsar knock repeatedly at the library door without receiving an answer. I therefore waited with great impatience. At length my husband came to my room, where Pauline was playing about the floor, and I knew by his looks, he had been much agitated. I sprang to meet him, when he clasped me in his arms, saying, "Dearest and best of wives, tell me again, that you forgive me. How very inhuman I have been!" "Are you sorry you read it," I asked? "No, _no_!" he replied eagerly, "I thank you more than I can express." "Well, then, will you promise never to think of it more?" "Yes, except as a powerful motive to be a better, and kinder husband to the most affectionate and forgiving of wives." He added, "I have prayed, with the record of your sufferings before me, for pardon and strength for the future." "Dear Frank, did you pray for me too?" "Yes, love, I prayed that we might be spared many years; and that each year we might be increasingly happy in each other, and useful to our fellow creatures." Then lowering his voice to a whisper, he added, "I prayed too for one who endeavored to injure us, that she might find space for repentance." CHAPTER XVII. "Such a house broke! So noble a master fallen! all gone! and not One friend, to take his fortune by the arm, And go along with him." SHAKSPEARE. _Wednesday, November 4th._ I have been to the little hut occupied by William Reynolds and family, to see what had become of the children. Frank thinks it would be well to put them to school. It shall be my care to provide them suitable clothing. This, I can depend upon Miss Proctor to assist me in making up.