My nephew's instructions simply were to travel down by the train to Harwich with you, to endeavour to make your acquaintance, to follow you on to your destination, and, if any chance to do so occurred, to relieve you of your pocket-book.

That, however, I never ventured to expect.

What really happened was, as you have yourself suggested, almost in the nature of a miracle.

My nephew showed himself to be possessed of gifts which were a revelation to me.

He not only succeeded in travelling with you by the special train, but after its wreck he was clever enough to bring you here, instead of delivering you over to the mercies of a village doctor.