The following day he came to me very early. That day I was rather short of work.
He said he was sorry he had been in such a bad way and had behaved so rudely. He next asked me to stay at home for the day.
I said “No, that would not do. I should lose my work.”
“Never mind that,” said he. He reckoned up how much I was earning, and said, “Look here, darling! If you will promise me not to go to work again, I will pay for your board and lodging. And if Mrs. Adamson likes, I will give her 14s. a week for my board, and come and stay, but not sleep here.”
There was no accommodation for him in the house. Eventually my better feelings were overruled, and I submitted myself to him. He was invariably very kind to me, and I did not live with him unhappily.
I knew that he made a living on the proceeds of burglaries which he committed, but I never had any of the goods so stolen; and my dresses were bought for me by him.
He said one day he would have given me a splendid ostrich feather, but he had not got them, because the woman of the house at which he used to lodge would not give them up.
I said “It is very strange if you have things where you used to lodge and cannot get them if you don’t owe them anything.”
He replied “Never mind; I will buy you one.”
One Monday night he brought home a black silk dress, polonaise, and a long jacket, which he said he thought would fit me.