What would my complications be if Zoe eloped with a wild fellow like Lamborn, bringing his personality into the texture of my affairs; the matter of this land, and Zoe's interest in it?
I could sense ahead an unending difficulty, an ever deepening annoyance, or even tragedy.

Had I gone too far in dividing the estate with Zoe?
For the first time the presence of the negro in the state, the complications that it created, were forced upon me concretely and with impressive effect.

My heart registered a vague apprehension.

I warned Zoe against Lamborn, and decided that he should not come about me again.
The work on my house was now progressing rapidly.

I wished to move into it on my birthday, June 18th.