We were too late at the station, and we had to wait for the next train.

And what do you think happened?
The two scoundrels followed us instead of following Mrs.
Linley! They had inquired no doubt at the livery stables where we hired the carriage--had recognized the description of us--and had taken the long journey to London for nothing.

Mrs.Presty and I shook hands at the terminus the best friends that ever traveled together with the best of motives.

After that, I think I deserve another glass of wine." "Go on with your story, and you shall have another bottle!" cried Randal.

"What did Catherine and the child do after they left you ?" "They did the safest thing--they left England.