I can't, no, I can't endure her anymore!… What a wound is this that you sent me, my God? What sins have I committed to be punished so harshly? How long will I have her on my back? How long will I be obliged to tolerate her, to see her face, to hear her voice, how long? Won't there finally be some blind Christian to take her, to free me from this monstrosity of nature, which her father left me to take revenge on me - may those who didn't let me have the abortion never see prosperity and progress!…