But some day--when you are older perhaps, you may come to think it possible you have misunderstood me.

Be that as it may, there is not and never has been any but good feeling towards you on my part.' "He held out his hand, but a spirit of evil had taken possession of Jack--a spirit of hard, unforgiving prejudice.
"'Good-bye, Mr.Sawyer,' he said, but he stalked on without taking any notice of the out-stretched hand, and Carlo, echoing the cold 'Good-bye, Mr.Sawyer,' followed his example.
"But little Carlo's heart was very tender.

He slept ill that night and early, very early the next morning he was up and on the watch.

There was snow on the ground, snow, though December had scarcely set in, and it was very cold.
"Carlo shivered as he hung about the door leading to Mr.Sawyer's room, and he wondered why the fly which always came for passengers by the early London train had not yet made its appearance, little imagining that not by the comfortable express, but third class in a slow 'parliamentary' Mr.
Sawyer's journey was to be accomplished.

And, when at last the thin figure of the under-master emerged from the doorway, it went to the boy's heart to see that he himself was carrying the small black bag which held his possessions.
"'I have come to wish you good-bye again, sir,' said Carlo, 'and I am sorry I didn't shake hands last night.