Tommy often felt this want of a secretary.
The abject one found a glove of Grizel's, that she did not know she had lost, and put it in his pocket.

There it lay, unknown to her.

He knew that he must not even ask them to bury it with him in his grave.
This was a little thing to ask, but too much for him.

He saw his effects being examined after all that was mortal of T.Sandys had been consigned to earth, and this pathetic little glove coming to light.
Ah, then, then Grizel would know! By the way, what would she have known?
I am sure I cannot tell you.

Nor could Tommy, forced to face the question in this vulgar way, have told you.