I felt it on the journey from Liverpool to London." "Perhaps you were in a crowded carriage," Ralph suggested.
"Yes, but it was crowded with friends--party of Americans whose acquaintance I had made upon the steamer; a lovely group from Little Rock, Arkansas.

In spite of that I felt cramped--I felt something pressing upon me; I couldn't tell what it was.

I felt at the very commencement as if I were not going to accord with the atmosphere.

But I suppose I shall make my own atmosphere.

That's the true way--then you can breathe.