"Isabel, he gave me that piano as a birthday gift, one week before we were married; but then, of course, he took it back after the ceremony. He told me once my wedding ring was his property, and that he could sell the very hair off my head if he chose to do so."
"He must have been in a vile temper to say such things. Legally, I suppose he was right, but no good man ever does such things."
"But if a woman has the ill-fortune to marry a bad man? and many women innocently do this, then——"
"Then what?"
"If she has any self-respect, she emancipates herself from such a condition of slavery."
"Are you still angry at Robert?"
"I never was angry at him. He was only the rock on which my love bark struck, and went down."
"How is David?"
"Come home with me, and see him. We shall be home for supper, and it is about time we were leaving."
"Both Sir Thomas and I will come with you gladly."