I forgot about it, and now that I look, the envelope has gone.

It contained a bank-note.

Of course you came across it in the course of your work.' It was rather an assertion than a question.

Whilst he was speaking, the courage of despair had taken hold upon his hearer.

Like the terrible flash of memory which is said to strike the brain of a drowning man, there smote on Hood's mind a vision of the home he had just quitted, of all it had been and all it might still be to him.