In all honor and in all conscience I was bound to give her up.
I had no prospect before me save that of returning to my former position as clerk.

Agatha Thesiger must never be a clerk's wife, she who could marry any peer in the land! Talk of waiting and hoping! I had nothing to hope for.

The savings of my whole life would not keep her, as she had been kept, for even one year.
I must give her up.

Ah, my God! It was hard--so bitterly hard! I told Sir John, and he looked wretched as myself.
"I see, I see.

It is the only thing to be done.