These reflections were rendered less pungent by the recollection that my motives were benevolent, and that I had endeavoured the benefit of others by means which appeared to me most suitable.
Meanwhile, how was I to proceed?
What hindered me from pursuing the footsteps of Hadwin with all the expedition which my uneasiness, of brain and stomach, would allow?
I conceived that to leave any thing undone, with regard to Wallace, would be absurd.

His property might be put under the care of my new friend.

But how was it to be distinguished from the property of others?
It was, probably, contained in trunks, which were designated by some label or mark.

I was unacquainted with his chamber, but, by passing from one to the other, I might finally discover it.

Some token, directing my footsteps, might occur, though at present unforeseen.
Actuated by these considerations, I once more entered Thetford's habitation.