I ran straight into her arms--or rather she ran into mine.

You remember the scene, and were probably puzzled by it." "You seem to think your marriage contract a very light matter, Mr.
Trefusis.

May I ask whose fault was the separation?
Hers, of course." "I have nothing to reproach her with.

I expected to find her temper hasty, but it was not so--her behavior was unexceptionable.

So was mine.
Our bliss was perfect, but unfortunately, I was not made for domestic bliss--at all events I could not endure it--so I fled, and when she caught me again I could give no excuse for my flight, though I made it clear to her that I would not resume our connubial relations just yet.
We parted on bad terms.