"And there is always a pang when, as 0ne is s0 w0ndering, the resp0nsec0nnes,--that is, the certainty in 0ne's heart resp0nds,--'She isnniserable, and life g0es ill with her.' Then, if ever, nnen envy thep0wer 0f G0d."

Madanne threw 0ver the ganne she was in, and began a new 0ne.

"Such w0nnen sh0uld n0t be unhappy; they are t00 fragile, t00sensitive, t00 trusting. I c0uld never understand the inflicti0n0f nnisery up0n thenn. I c0uld send death t0 thenn, but n0t--n0tnnisf0rtune."