That night I was happy, for I had my letter, and I had not seen
yet what the future would bring.
"It was the next morning that I realized that I had only
exchanged one trouble for another. My husband's anguish at the
loss of his paper went to my heart. I could hardly prevent
myself from there and then kneeling down at his feet and telling
him what I had done. But that again would mean a confession of
the past. I came to you that morning in order to understand the
full enormity of my offence. From the instant that I grasped it
my whole mind was turned to the one thought of getting back my
husband's paper. It must still be where Lucas had placed it,
for it was concealed before this dreadful woman entered the
room. If it had not been for her coming, I should not have
known where his hiding-place was. How was I to get into the
room? For two days I watched the place, but the door was never
left open. Last night I made a last attempt. What I did and
how I succeeded, you have already learned. I brought the paper
back with me, and thought of destroying it since I could see no
way of returning it, without confessing my guilt to my husband.
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