Do hurry back—I miss you so, and am so lonely. It's a year and a half since we've been separated so long as this. Come back. Don't make me jealous or suspicious. Besides it isn't complimentary to trust me so tremendously.
The lawyer is here—I hope he has come to assure me of my positive victory.
He has thrown up the suit. We are lost! He says Tom has indisputable proof, and that there is no use trying. Can Lina be a wretch after all? or do you suppose it is your man? Come at once, at no matter what sacrifice. The Majestic sails on Wednesday. Hadn't we better throw up the sponge and take it?
Always, and in spite of everything, your adoring
Edith.
The Plaintiff
Two Letters
From Mr. John Stuart Kennington to Mrs. Kennington, his wife.