Domestic fiction; Inheritance and succession -- Fiction
She read it twice, and then stood motionless for a few minutes thinking
what she would do. Her first idea was that she would tell her father.
But that she soon abandoned. She was grievously offended with her
husband; but, as she thought of it, she became aware that she did not
wish to bring on him any anger but her own. Then she thought that she
would start immediately for Berkeley Square, and say what she had to
say to Mrs. Houghton. As this idea presented itself to her, she felt
that she could say a good deal. But how would that serve her? Intense
as was her hatred at present against Adelaide, Adelaide was nothing to
her in comparison with her husband. For a moment she almost thought
that she would fly after him, knowing, as she did, that he had gone to
see his brother at Scumberg's Hotel. But at last she resolved that she
would do nothing and say nothing till he should have perceived that she
had read the letter. She would leave it open on his dressing-table so
that he might know immediately on his return what had been done. Then
it occurred to her that the servants might see the letter if she
exposed it. So she kept it in her pocket, and determined that when she
heard his knock at the door she would step into his room, and place the
letter ready for his eyes. After that she spent the whole day in
thinking of it, and read the odious words over and over again till they
were fixed in her memory. "Say that you love me!" Wretched viper;
ill-conditioned traitor! Could it be that he, her husband, loved this
woman better than her? Did not all the world know that the woman was
plain and affected, and vulgar, and odious? "Dearest George!" The woman
could not have used such language without his sanction. Oh;--what
should she do? Would it not be necessary that she should go back and
live with her father? Then she thought of Jack De Baron. They called
Jack De Baron wild; but he would not have been guilty of wickedness
such as this. She clung, however, to the resolution of putting the
letter ready for her husband, so that he should know that she had read
it before they met.
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