If they describe me, they will describe a lady in deep mourning.

If any one comes in pursuit, they will look for a young woman in black, and pass me by, because I shall wear gray and keep my vail down." Then she concealed in her bosom all the cash she had in hand, being about fifteen hundred pounds in Bank of England notes, which she had previously drawn out for her own private uses during her bridal tour.

This she thought would go far to meet the unknown expenses of her future.

She also took her diamonds.

She might have to sell them, she thought, for support.
Then, when she was quite ready, dressed in the dark gray suit, sack, hat, vail and gloves, and with a small valise in her hand, she went into her bath-room, and to the back door at the head of the private stairs leading down to the little garden of roses that was her own favorite bower.
She watched for a few seconds, to be sure that no one was in sight, and then she slipped swiftly down the stairs and crossed the garden to a narrow back door, which she quickly opened and passed through, shutting it after her.