You will remember that I was held responsible for it, and that my innocence was never proved.

You will say to yourself, 'Did it begin, in _her_ time, with a harsh word from him and with a hasty reply from her?
Will it one day end with me as the jury half feared that it ended with her ?' Hideous questions for a wife to ask herself! You will stifle them; you will recoil from them, like a good woman, with horror.

But when we meet the next morning you will be on your guard, and I shall see it, and know in my heart of hearts what it means.

Imbittered by that knowledge, my next harsh word may be harsher still.

Your next thoughts of me may remind you more vividly and more boldly that your husband was once tried as a poisoner, and that the question of his first wife's death was never properly cleared up.