Did you ever give me credit for having so much that was valuable about me ?--shall I give it you to keep for me ?" I remembered directly Old File's story of Mrs.Dulcifer's elopement, and of the jewels she had taken with her.

It was easy to guess, after what I had heard, that the poor woman had secretly preserved some of her little property for the benefit of her child.
"I have no present need of money, darling," I answered; "keep the box in its present enviable position." I stopped there, saying nothing of the thought that was really uppermost in my mind.

If any unforeseen accident placed me within the grip of the law, I should not now have the double trial to endure of leaving my wife for a prison, and leaving her helpless.
Morning dawned and found us still awake.

The sun rose, Mrs.Baggs left off snoring, and we arrived at the last stage before the coach stopped.
I got out to see about some tea for my traveling companions, and looked up at the outside passengers.

One of them seated in the dickey looked down at me.