He was still fool enough to think of her as having forsaken him, although he had never given her ground for believing, and she had never had conceit enough to imagine, that he cared the least for her person.

If he could but let her have a glimmer of what she had lost in losing him! She knew what she had gained in Tom Helmer.
He passed a troubled night, dreamed painfully, and started awake to renewed pain.

Before morning he had made up his mind to take the first train to London.

But he thought far more of being her deliverer than of bringing her deliverance..