Braggett was much rejoiced, a short time afterwards, by her husband
telling her that he had resolved to resign his active share of the
business, and devote the rest of his life to her and Violet Villa. He
would have no more occasion, therefore, to visit the office, and be
exposed to the temptation of spending four or five hours out of every
twelve away from her side. For, though Mrs Emily had arrived at the
conclusion that the momentary glimpse she caught of a lady in Siggy’s
office must have been a delusion, she was not quite satisfied by his
assertions that she would never have found a more tangible cause for her
jealousy.
But Sigismund Braggett knew more than he chose to tell Mrs Emily. He
knew that what she had witnessed was no delusion, but a reality; and that
Charlotte Cray had carried out her dying determination to call at his
office and his private residence, _until she had seen his wife_!
END OF VOL. III.