Now that it was possible, I hesitated.

What would Hester say on hearing that I had gone to America?
It would be very grand to write her from New York that I had been suddenly called abroad on important business.

Would she care?
Of course she would care, and I was willing to wager a sixpence with myself that she would cry bitterly, too, on receiving the letter.
Ah, what a punishment that would be for her coldness and indifference! Yes, I would go.

I began picking up my things and packing them into my box.
"I conclude that you have decided to go," he said.
"Yes, sir.

I shall be ready in a moment," I replied.
We were soon rattling over the pavements in a cab that had been waiting at the door.
On arriving at the Northwestern Hotel we were informed that a steamer would leave for New York at five in the morning.