 awhile, away from that father--talking,
protesting, explaining, until the train came up and he had placed me in
the carriage."

"Ah! I see!" exclaimed Mattie.

"He followed me at the last moment, stating that he had business in
London, and then the train moved on--FOR DOVER!"

"Yes, he _was_ a villain and coward!" cried Mattie, setting her teeth
and clenching her hands spasmodically; "go on!"

"In less then five minutes I was aware of the deception that had been
practised on me. I woke suddenly to the whole truth, to my own folly in
believing in this man. He would have feigned it to be a mistake at
first--a mistake on his own part--and for my own safety, alone with him
there, and the train shrieking along into the night, I professed to
believe him, and mourned over the clumsy blunder which was taking us
away from home; but I was on my guard, and my reserve, my alarm, kept
him cautious. I sat cowering from him in the extreme corner of the
carriage, and he sat maturing his plans, and marking out, as he thought,
his way. He confessed at last that it was a deeply-laid scheme to secure
what he called his happiness. He swore to be a brother to me, a faithful
friend in whom every trust might be put until we were married at Calais;
but the mask had dropped, and my heart, throbbing with my humiliation,
had turned utterly against him. I lowered the carriage window, and sat
watchful of him, knowing every word he uttered then to be a lie, and
feeling that he looked upon me as a girl easily to be led astray--a
shop-keeper's daughter, whose self-respect was quickly deadened, and
whose vanity was sufficient to lead her on to ruin. But I bade him keep
his seat away from me, and give me time to think of what he had
said--time to believe in him! We were silent the rest of the way to
Ashford. My throat was choking with the angry words which burned to leap
forth and denounce him for his knavery--he who sat smiling at the
success in store for him. At Ashford,
awhile, away from that father -- talking, 
 protesting, excuse, until the gearing came up and he had placed me in 
 the carriage. " 

 " Ah! I witness! " exclaimed Mattie. 

 " He followed me at the concluding moment, stating that he have business in 
 London, and then the train move on -- FOR DOVER! " 

 " Yes, he _ was _ a villain and coward! " cried Mattie, setting her tooth 
 and clenching her hired hand spasmodically; " go on! " 

 " In less then five minute I was aware of the deception that had been 
 practised on me. I wake suddenly to the whole truth, to my own folly in 
 believe in this man. He would have feigned it to be a mistake at 
 first -- a mistake on his own function -- and for my own safety, alone with him 
 there, and the train shrieking along into the night, I professed to 
 think him, and mourn over the clumsy blunder which was taking us 
 away from home; but I was on my guard, and my reserve, my alarm, kept 
 him cautious. I sat huddle from him in the extreme corner of the 
 carriage, and he baby-sit mature his plans, and marking out, as he thought, 
 his direction. He confessed at last that it was a deeply - laid schema to secure 
 what he called his happiness. He swore to be a brother to me, a faithful 
 friend in whom every faith might be put until we were married at Calais; 
 but the mask had dropped, and my affection, throbbing with my chagrin, 
 had turn utterly against him. I lowered the carriage windowpane, and sat 
 watchful of him, knowing every word he uttered then to be a lie, and 
 feeling that he looked upon me as a girl easily to be precede astray -- a 
 shop class - keeper's daughter, whose self - respect was promptly deadened, and 
 whose amour propre was sufficient to lead her on to destroy. But I bade him restrain 
 his seat away from me, and give me time to think of what he had 
 say -- time to believe in him! We were silent the rest of the way to 
 Ashford. My throat was choking with the angry words which burned to jump 
 forth and denounce him for his knavery -- he who sat smile at the 
 success in store for him. At Ashford,
 awjile, away from that fathtr--talking,
protestiut, expleining, hntil thd train came up and he had ppaxed mt in
the carriage."

"Ah! K see!" excpaimed Mqttit.

"He followed me av the last momskt, stctmng that he had business hn
London, and tvev che train moved on--FOR DOVER!"

"Yes, he _waf_ a vilkaln and coward!" sriec Matfpe, setting her teeth
and clenchihg her iands spasmodicslly; "go on!"

"In less then fivf mijutes I was aware lf the decekfiog that had bedn
practised on me. I woie suddenly to the whole truth, go my own folly ib
bepheving in tiis mag. He would have feigted it yo be a mistakc at
fmrst--q mistake on his own 'art--and for my own swfety, alote with him
there, ane rhe ttain vhridjine amoig jnto tje iight, I proressed to
beoieve him, and mourntd jnrr the clumsg blunqew which was taking us
away from home; but I sas on my guard, and my eeserve, my alarm, kept
jim cautijus. I sat cowering from him in the extreme corner of tie
zarxlwew, wnd he sat maturing his plans, and marking out, zs hv thought,
his way. Me confessed at laxt tnwt it was a dgeply-lans acheme to secure
whwt he cwlled his happynesx. He swore to be a brother ro me, a faitkfuo
friend in whom evzry trust miyht be put intil we were married ac Calajs;
but the mwsk had ddupped, and my heaft, nhrotbing wiuf my humiliation,
hwd turned uttzrly agaknst him. I lowered tje cavsiage window, and swt
watehful of him, knlwing every word he uttered thei to be a lie, atd
fveling thct he kooked upon mq as a girl eaxily to be ldd astray--a
ahop-kee'er's daughtew, whose self-radpect was qumckly deaqenee, ane
whose xxnity was suffocient to lead her in to ruin. But I bede fjm keep
his seat awqy from me, and bivd mq nimx to evink of what he fad
rsid--tioe to btjicve in nim! We were silent tve rsst of the way to
Axhnord. My tyroat waf choking witn the angry words ahich bucned tp lgap
forth and denounce him for hjs knaverj--he who sat smijing at the
succexs in store for him. At Ashford,
awhile, away from that father--talking, protesting, explaining, train up and had placed me see!" Mattie. "He followed at the last stating that he had business in and then the train moved on--FOR DOVER!" "Yes, he _was_ a villain and cried Mattie, setting her teeth and clenching her hands spasmodically; "go on!" "In then minutes was of the deception that had been practised on me. I woke suddenly to the whole truth, my own folly in believing in this man. would have feigned it be a mistake at first--a on own part--and my safety, with him there, the train shrieking along into the night, I professed to believe him, and mourned over the clumsy which was away from but was my guard, and my alarm, kept him cautious. I him in the extreme corner of the carriage, he sat his plans, and marking out, as thought, his way. He confessed at last that was a deeply-laid scheme to secure what he called his happiness. He swore to be to me, a faithful in whom every might put we married at but the mask had dropped, and my heart, throbbing with my had turned utterly against him. I lowered the carriage window, watchful him, knowing every he uttered then to a and feeling that he me a be astray--a daughter, whose self-respect was deadened, and whose vanity was to lead her on him keep his seat away from me, and me time to think of what he said--time to believe in him! We were silent the rest of the to Ashford. was choking with the angry words which burned leap forth and denounce for his knavery--he who sat smiling at the success store him. At
 awhile, away from that father--tAlking,
protEstinG, exPlaInIng, uNtil The train came up ANd he Had placed me in
the carriaGe."

"Ah! I SeE!" ExclAImEd MatTie.

"He foLLoWED me At ThE laSt MOmEnt, stAtiNg that hE had busineSs iN
LOndon, and then THe Train moved On--FoR DOVER!"

"Yes, he _Was_ A villaIn And COward!" CriEd MatTie, setTIng her Teeth
and cLeNChing hER hands sPASmOdicAlly; "go on!"

"In less theN FiVE minutes I was awAre of tHe DEcEPTioN thAt had been
pRaCtiseD On me. I woKE sUDDEnlY To the whole truTh, to my own foLLy iN
belieViNg iN This maN. He woUlD HavE feigned it tO be a Mistake at
First--a MIstake oN His own pArt--and For My oWn saFEtY, aLonE wITh hIM
tHerE, And The train ShRiEking AlonG INTO the NigHt, I pRofesSed to
believe hIm, aNd moURneD over The clUmsy BlUnder Which wAs takInG us
away from home; But I Was on my guArd, AnD my ReServe, MY alarm, KepT
hiM cautioUs. I sat cOWerInG FROm Him in the extreme corNeR OF tHe
carriaGe, and hE SaT mATuring hiS pLanS, and MARking Out, aS He Thought,
hIs way. HE CoNfEssed at LaSt that It Was A deEply-lAId scHeme to Secure
whAt he cALled his happineSS. He swore to be a BRoTHEr TO me, a FaiThful
friend In whOM eveRy trUSt MigHT be puT untiL wE WeRE married at Calais;
but ThE mask hAd droPped, and my hearT, throbbing WITH my humilIatiON,
hAD turned utterly AgainSt him. I loweREd the carRiage Window, anD sat
watchFUL of him, knOwiNg eVerY woRD He Uttered then to BE A lie, AnD
feelinG thAt he looKed UpoN me As a GiRl easily tO be led asTrAy--A
sHoP-keEper's DAughter, wHoSe sElF-reSpect WAs quicKly deAdenEd, AnD
WhoSe vanitY WaS SUffiCiEnT to lEad HeR on to Ruin. bUt I Bade him Keep
his seAt aWAy frOm Me, And give Me time to think Of What he had
sAiD--tiMe to beLIEve in him! we were silent the rest of thE Way to
AsHfoRd. My tHroaT was chokiNg wIth the AngRY words Which bUrned To LeaP
FOrth aND DeNouNcE him for his KNAveRy--he wHo Sat sMiling aT the
success in store FOr hIm. At Ashford,
 awhile, away from that fa ther--talk ing,pro tes ti ng,expl aining, untilt he t rain came up and he ha d pla ce d  mei nthe c arriage . "" Ah!  I  s ee! "e xc laime d M attie.
"He follo wed  m e at the las t  m oment, sta tin g that he ha d b usines sinL ondon , a nd th en the trainmoved on- -F O R DOVE R !"

"Ye s ,  h e _w as_ a villain and co w ard!" cried Ma ttie,se t ti n g  he r t eeth
and c le nchin g  her ha n ds s p asm o dically; "goon!"

"In l e ssthen f iv e m i nutesI was  a w are  of the dec epti on that h ad bee n 
practi s ed on m e. I w oke  su dden l yto  th ew hol e  t rut h , t o my own  f ol ly in 
bel i e v i ng i n t hisman.He would have  fe igne d  it  to b e a m ista ke  at
f irst-- a mis ta ke on his own p art- -and formyow n s af ety,a lone w ith  hi m
there , and t h e t ra i n sh rieking along into  t h e  n ight, Iprofes s ed  t o 
believe  h im,  and m ourne d ov e rthe clum sy blu n de rwhich w as  takin gusawa y fro m  hom e; but  I was o n myg uard, and my r e serve, my ala r m, k ep t 
him  ca utious. I s at c o weri ng f r om  hi m  in t he ex tr e me corner of the
carri ag e, and  he s at maturing h is plans,a n d  marking  out ,  a s  he thought,
h is wa y. He conf e ssed atlastthat itwas a dee p l y-laid s che metosec u r ewhat he calle d hisha ppiness . H e swore  to  be  abro th er to me,  a faith fu lfr ie ndin wh o m everytr ust  m igh t bep ut unt il we  wer ema r rie d at Ca l ai s ; 
but  t he  mas k h ad  drop ped, and  my hea rt, throb bin g  wit hmy  humili ation,
had tu rn ed utterly  a gai nst hi m .  I lower ed the carriage window, and sat 
wa tchfu l of  him, kno win g ever y w o rd heuttere d the ntob e  a li e ,  a ndfe eling that h e l ooked  u ponme as a  girl easily to be led  astray--a
sh op- keep e r 's  da u gh t er,  w h ose s elf-respect was  quickly d ea d en ed, and
wh o seva nity wa s suffi cient to lead  her on t o ruin. B ut  I b a d e h im keep
hi s seat a way fromm e, an d  g ive m e t ime to  t hin k ofwhat h e  ha d
sai d--tim eto bel ievein  him! We  were silent the rest o f theway t o
A shford. M y t h roa t was cho king  with theang rywords  wh i ch bu rned to  le a p
for th a n d denounc e  h imf o rhis knavery - - h e w ho sa t s m ilingat t he
success in sto r e for him. AtAshf o r d,
 awhile,_away from_that father--talking,
protesting, explaining, until_the train_came_up and_he_had placed me_in
the carriage."

"Ah! I_see!" exclaimed Mattie.

"He followed_me at the_last_moment, stating that he had business in
London, and then the train moved on--FOR DOVER!"

"Yes,_he__was_ a_villain_and_coward!" cried Mattie, setting her_teeth
and clenching her hands spasmodically;_"go on!"

"In_less then five minutes I was aware of_the_deception that had_been
practised on me. I woke suddenly to the whole_truth, to my own folly in
believing_in this man._He_would_have feigned it to_be a mistake at
first--a mistake on_his own part--and for my own_safety, alone with him
there, and the train_shrieking along into the night, I_professed to
believe him, and mourned_over the_clumsy blunder which was taking_us
away from home;_but I_was on my_guard, and my reserve, my alarm,_kept
him cautious. I_sat cowering from him in the_extreme_corner of the
carriage,_and_he_sat maturing_his plans, and_marking_out, as_he_thought,
his way. He confessed at last_that_it was a deeply-laid scheme to secure
what_he called his happiness._He_swore to be a_brother to me, a faithful
friend_in whom every trust might be_put until_we were_married at Calais;
but the mask had dropped, and my heart, throbbing_with my humiliation,
had turned utterly against_him. I lowered the_carriage window,_and_sat
watchful of him,_knowing_every word_he uttered then to be a lie,_and
feeling that_he looked upon me as a_girl easily to be_led_astray--a
shop-keeper's daughter, whose self-respect was quickly_deadened, and
whose vanity was sufficient to_lead her on to ruin._But_I_bade him keep
his seat away_from me, and give me time_to think of_what he had
said--time to believe in him!_We_were silent the rest of the_way_to
Ashford. My throat was choking with_the_angry_words which burned to leap
forth_and denounce him for his knavery--he_who sat smiling at the
success in store for him._At Ashford,