Two Coins: A Biographical Novel (Women of Determination and Courage)

Yesterday evening Mr. Trevelyan and Mr. Carruthers told me about Mr. Fish’s testimony. I burst into tears. The shame of it. Mrs. Wilson will never forgive me for this. And the things Reverend Chuckerbutty said. I thought he was my friend. He ate at my table. Now he accuses me of indiscretions with Kali Churn. I remember the day he came. It’s true I was on the cane lounge but Kali Churn wasn’t seated on the floor. I had one of my headaches. Kali Churn sat on a chair next to me and we talked. How could Mr. Chuckerbutty twist the situation like that?

I don’t know how I got back to my hotel room. When I looked in the yellowed mirror this morning, my face was gray. I wish I could sink my head into my collar. I wish God would strike me with lightening. But he just sends rain, dark skies, and mud. I don’t bother to lift my skirts any more. My boots leave puddles as I drag myself into the courtroom.