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Book, page 51 / 151 When it was communicated to Antoinette by her husband that his mother had left them, she tossed her head and said--"I'm glad to hear it." "No, you must not say that," was William's reply, with an effort to look serious and offended. "And why not? It's the truth. She has made herself as disagreeable as she could, ever since we were married, and I would be a hypocrite to say that I was not glad to be rid of her." "She is my mother, and you must not speak so about her," returned William, now feeling really offended. "How will you help it, pray?" was the stinging reply. And the ill-tempered creature looked at her husband with a curl of the lip. Muttering a curse, he turned from her and left the house. The rage of a husband who is only restrained by the fear of disgrace from striking his wife, is impotent. His only resource is to fly from the object of indignation. So felt and acted William Beauchamp. A mere wordy contention with his wife, experience had already proved to him, would be an inglorious one. Fearing, from his knowledge of his brother's character and disposition, a result, sooner or later, like that which had taken place, Charles Linden, although he had no correspondence with any of his family, had the most accurate information from a friend of all that transpired at P--. One evening, on coming home from business and joining his wife and sister, between whom love had grown into a strong uniting bond, he said--"I have rather painful news from P--." "What is it?" was asked by both Ellen and Florence, with anxious concern on both their faces. "Mother has separated herself from William and his wife." "What I have been expecting to hear almost every day," Florence
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