I longed to know what to despise, and what to admire in her; how much to pity, and how much to hate;--and, what was more, I would know.

I would see her once more, and fairly satisfy myself in what light to regard her, before we parted.

Lost to me she was, for ever, of course; but still I could not bear to think that we had parted, for the last time, with so much unkindness and misery on both sides.

That last look of hers had sunk into my heart; I could not forget it.

But what a fool I was! Had she not deceived me, injured me--blighted my happiness for life?
'Well, I'll see her, however,' was my concluding resolve, 'but not to-day: to-day and to-night she may think upon her sins, and be as miserable as she will: to-morrow I will see her once again, and know something more about her.
The interview may be serviceable to her, or it may not.