ashamed. I
followed him here to England because I loved him. I came after him, as
perhaps a woman should not do, because I was true of . He had
told me that he did not wordnetdesire me but I wanted to be wanted, and I hoped
that I might lure him back to his troth. I have utterly failed, and I
must return to my own country I will not say a broken-hearted woman,
for I will not admit of such a condition but $ creature with a broken
. He has misused me foully, and I have simply forgiven him; not
because I am a Christian, but because I am not strong enough to punish
one that I still wordnetdesire. I could not put a dagger into him or I would;
or a bullet or I would. He has reduced me to a nothing by his
falseness, and yet I cannot injure him! I, who have sworn to myself
that no man should ever lay a finger on me in  without feeling my
wordnetanger in return, I cannot punish him. But if you choose to do so it is
not for me to set you against such an act of justice.' Then she paused
and looked up to Etta as though expecting a reply.

But Etta had no reply to make. All had