On the following day, in the afternoon, I left London for Buston; but nothing had been then heard of his disappearance.

I neither knew of it nor suspected it.

The question is, when others were searching for him, was I bound to go to the police and declare what I had suffered from him that night?
Why should I connect his going with the outrage which I had suffered ?" "But why not tell it all ?" "I should have been asked why he had quarrelled with me.

Ought I to have said that I did not know?
Ought I to have pretended that there was no cause?
I did know, and there was a cause.

It was because he thought that I might prevail with you, now that he was a beggar, disowned by his own father." "I would never have given him up for that," said Florence.
"But do you not see that your name would have been brought in,--that I should have had to speak of you as though I thought it possible that you loved me ?" Then he paused, and Florence sat silent.