The girl, a few weeks before, had looked over The Rod of the Oppressor. The Rod’s force had made itself felt most largely on economics; but in its blossoming it had put forth a few secondary sprigs, and one of these curled over in the direction of domestic life, of marital relation. Abner’s chivalry–a chivalry totally guiltless of gallantry–had gone out to the suffering wife doomed to a lifelong yoking with a cruel, coarse-natured husband: must such a yoking be lifelong? he asked earnestly. Was it not right and just and reasonable that she should fly (with or without companion)–nor be too particular over the formalities of her departure?