Benjamin had insisted on my considering his cottage as my home.

Under these circumstances, the expenses in which my determination to clear my husband's character might involve me were the only expenses for which I had to provide.

I could afford to be independent, and independent I resolved that I would be.
While I am occupied in confessing my weakness and my errors, it is only right to add that, dearly as I still loved my unhappy, misguided husband, there was one little fault of his which I found it not easy to forgive.
Pardoning other things, I could not quite pardon his concealing from me that he had been married to a first wife.

Why I should have felt this so bitterly as I did, at certain times and seasons, I am not able to explain.

Jealousy was at the bottom of it, I suppose.