My love! there is something perverse in my heart which answers, No!
Better have been Frank's wretched wife than the free woman I am now.
"I have not written to him. He sends me no address at which I could
write, even if I would. But I have not the wish. I will wait before
I send him _my_ farewell. If a day ever comes when I have the fortune
which my father once promised I should bring to him, do you know what I
would do with it? I would send it all to Frank, as my revenge on him
for his letter; as the last farewell word on my side to the man who has
deserted me. Let me live for that day! Let me live, Norah, in the hope
of better times for _you_, which is all the hope I have left. When I
think of your hard life, I can almost feel the tears once more in my
weary eyes. I can almost think I have come back again to my former self.
"You will not think me hard-hearted and ungrateful if I say that we must
wait a little yet before we meet. I want to be more fit to see you than
I am now. I want to put Frank further away from me, and to bring you
nearer still. Are these good reasons? I don't know--don't ask me for
reasons. Take the kiss I have put for you here, where the little circle
is drawn on the paper; and let that bring us together for the present
till I write again.
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