He went, and I crossed the fields to the house of Thomas Dickson, thinking that from it I could get to the city by the river road and fly any where.
Mrs.Dickson made me go to bed, as I was able to go no where else, and here my husband's brother-in-law found me.

He had come as peace-maker, and could not think what it all meant; some angry words of James about his mother, who would now go back to live with him.

The Dicksons joined him with entreaties.

If my husband had injured me, he was very, very sorry, was quite overwhelmed with grief for the pain he had cost me.
Then they brought down the lever of scripture and conscience: "If thy brother offend thee seventy times seven," and I yielded.
My husband came and I went home with him that evening, expecting that my mother-in-law was installed in her new home on the hill; but she met and kissed me at the door, and I did not care.

Nothing could add to the shudder of going into the house, and she seemed so grieved and frightened that my heart was touched, and I was sorry for her that we had ever met..