He was going upon a journey he told me, that evening, immediately indeed; a most important journey; but he did not tell me where he was going." "I think I can guess that," said Gilbert.

"Did he seem much agitated ?" "No; he was quite calm; but he had a resolute air, like a man who has some great purpose to achieve.

I thought him looking very white and weak, and told him that I was sure he was too ill to start upon a long journey, or any journey.

I begged him not to go, if it were possible to avoid going, and used every argument I could think of to persuade him to abandon the idea of such a thing.

But it was all no use.