Sitting there alone late into the night she made many plans, but the plan that seemed best to suit the present frame of her mind was the writing of a letter to Paul bidding him adieu, sending him her fondest love, and telling him that he was right.  She did write the letter, but wrote it with a conviction that she would not have the strength to send it to him.  The reader may judge with what feeling she wrote the following words:—­

   Dear Paul

You are right and I am wrong.  Our marriage would not have been fitting.  I do not blame you.  I attracted you when we were together; but you have learned and have learned truly that you should not give up your life for such attractions.  If I have been violent with you...