hat one's privacy should be at the mercy of a
madman. He says that he can get an order from the Court of
Queen's Bench which will oblige the judges in Saxony to
send me back to England in the custody of the police, but
that I do not believe. I had the opinion of Sir Gregory
Grogram before I came away, and he told me that it was not
so. I do not fear his power over my person, while I remain
here, but that the matter should be dragged forward before
the public.

I have not answered him yet, nor have I shown his letter
to Papa. I hardly liked to tell you when you were here,
but I almost fear to talk to Papa about it. He never urges
me to go back, but I know that he wishes that I should do
so. He has ideas about money, which seem singular to me,
knowing, as I do, how very generous he has been himself.
When I married, my fortune, as you knew, had been just
used in paying Chiltern's debts. Mr. Kennedy had declared
himself to be quite indifferent about it, though the sum
was large. The whole thing was explained to him, and he
was satisfied. Before a year was over he complained to
Papa, and then Papa and Chiltern together raised the
money,--L40,000,--and it was paid to Mr. Kennedy. He
has written more than once to Papa's lawyer to say that,
though the money is altogether useless to him, he will not
return a penny of it, because by doing so he would seem
to abandon his rights. Nobody has asked him to return it.
Nobody has asked him to defray a penny on my account since
I left him. But Papa continues to say that the money
should not be lost to the family. I cannot, however,
return to such a husband for the sake of L40,000. Papa is
very angry about the money, because he says that if it had
been paid in the usual way at my marriage, settlements
would have been required that it should come back to the
family after Mr. Kennedy's death in the event of my having
no child. But, as it is now, the money would go to his
estate after my death. I don't understand why it should be
so, but Papa is always harping upon it, and declaring that
Mr. Kennedy's pretended generosity has robbed us all. Papa
thinks that were I to return this could be arranged; but
I could not go back to him for such a reason. What does
it matter? Chiltern and Violet will have enough; and of
what use would it be to such a one as I am to have a su