I desired to part.

As I was going he offered me a purse; but I flung it at him with indignation, and burst from him in a rage, that for a while kept me insensible of the miseries of my situation.

But I soon looked round me, and saw myself a vile, abject, guilty thing, without one friend in the world to apply to.

Just in that interval, a stage-coach happening to pass by, I took a place, it being my only aim to be driven at a distance from a wretch I despised and detested.

I was set down here, where, since my arrival, my own anxiety, and this woman's unkindness, have been my only companions.