I am on my way to an aunt who lives in Hartford, Connecticut. He hated travelling second-class with her—indeed, he never did—but he also disliked travelling in the same train when his daughter was in an inferior class, because of the look of the thing. His hand shook so violently that he dropped the handkerchief; and he let it lie on the floor because he dared not stoop. She turned back into the hall. I don't want her hurt. It seems to me exactly what is wanted. . He saw rifts in clouds—sunshine. Kneebone, having been alarmed by something in the widow's look before her feelings found vent in the manner above described, thrust his hand instinctively into his coat in search of his pocket-book,—about the security of which, as it contained several letters and documents implicating himself and others in the Jacobite plot, he was, not unnaturally, solicitous,—and finding it gone, he felt certain he had been robbed.
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