ABSTRACT
‘I make you a prisoner. I shut you out from society. The very air is grown hateful to you, since it may be shared with me. – It is enough: – I yield. The morning has dawned upon the third day passed at a distance from – you. Days, welcomed by you as the return of tranquillity and pleasure. By me! – Oh! Matilda, you never knew the pangs of absence: – suffice it, they are past.
