A waiter, coming forward into the lamp-lit inn-passage, reminded me, in broken English, that my money was foreign money, not current here.

I gave him a sovereign to change.

This little matter settled, I asked for a bedroom; supper I could not take: I was still sea-sick and unnerved, and trembling all over.

How deeply glad I was when the door of a very small chamber at length closed on me and my exhaustion.

Again I might rest: though the cloud of doubt would be as thick to-morrow as ever; the necessity for exertion more urgent, the peril (of destitution) nearer, the conflict (for existence) more severe..