I lined them with paper, and packed them tight. In one—the heaviest one, which I would carry—I put the jewels I''d shined. I wrapped them in linen, to save them from tumbling about and growing dull. I put in one of her gloves with them—a white kid glove, with buttons of pearl. She had worn it once and supposed it lost. I meant to keep it, to remind me of her.
I thought my heart was breaking in two.
Then she came up from her uncle. She came twisting her hands. ''Oh!'' she said. ''How my head aches! I thought he would keep me forever, tonight!''
I had guessed she would come like this; and had got her some wine from Mr Way, as a nerver. I made her sit and take a little, then I wet a handkerchief with it and rubbed a