"I enjoyed my new house as a little paradise. It was accommodated
with all sorts of conveniences; everything was new, and therefore
pleasing, and the whole absolutely at my command. I had the company
of a relation, a very good woman, with whom I lived in the most
amicable manner; was visited by the best people in town--I mean
those of the male sex, the ladies having long ago forsaken me; I
frequented all reputable places of public entertainment, and had a
concert at home once a week; so that my days rolled on in happiness
and quiet, till all my sweets were embittered by the vexatious
behaviour of my husband, who began to importune me again to live
with him; and by the increasing anxiety of Lord B--, who, though
I still admitted his visits, plainly perceived that I wanted to
relinquish his correspondence. This discovery raised such tempests
of jealousy and despair within his breast, that he kept me in continual
alarm. He sent messages to me every hour, signed his letters with
his own blood, raved like a man in ecstasy of madness, railed
at my ingratitude, and praised my conduct by turns.
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