It was a galling thought to a man like me that she, a common girl, the daughter of a small tradesman, should have kicked me; me, the descendant of Crusaders, by Jove! and of the best blood in England; but after a while pride gave way to love, and I tried to open the way for a reconciliation once or twice.

I attempted to address her in her calmer moods, but it was without any success.
She would not answer me at all.

If servants were in the room she would at once proceed to give orders to them, just as though I had not spoken.

She showed a horrible malignancy in trying to dismiss the older servants, whom she knew to be favorites of mine.

Of course I would not let her do it.
"Well, one day I found that this sort of life was intolerable, and I made an effort to put an end to it all.