The thought of her could not come there.

I was glad of it.

I tried to be solely and altogether what I am--a 'prentice lad--a mere clown." "Nay, that was wrong." "Was it?
Well, at last it struck me so.

I thought I would be a gentleman again--just for a pretence, you know--a dream--a bit of the old dream back again.

So I went to London." "And met the Jessops there ?" "Yes; though I did not know she was Jane Cardigan.