The woman I loved so well was now cast upon the pitiless world of
London, without employment, without friends, and probably without money.
Yet where to look for her I knew not.
By her manner when we had parted, I felt confident that her natural
pride would not allow her to seek my assistance. She would, I knew,
suffer in silence alone rather than allow me to help her.
When I thought of the harshness of this firm she had served so
diligently and well, I grew furious. It was unjust to discharge a girl
instantly and cast her on the world in that manner. It was infamous.