He was getting to the end of his courage.

There was insufficient work at the shop he had been working in for several weeks.
He had been told he need not come again.
Angela, lying motionless and white, tried to comfort him and give him heart.
She made up her mind that night.

The next day she wrote to her brother.
She could not bring herself to express one regret for what she had done or said.

On the contrary she made many references to her happiness with the man she loved.

She did write of the hardships they were passing through.