wroteoutthatIwishedtodoneedlework，andgavehisaddress。
AndhegotwhatIwroteoutdisplayedatafewplaceswhereitcostnothing，andMrsClennamfoundmethatway，andsentforme。Thegatewillbelocked，sir!’
Shewassotremulousandagitated，andhewassomovedbycompassionforher，andbydeepinterestinherstoryasitdawneduponhim，thathecouldscarcelytearhimselfaway。Butthestoppageofthebell，andthequietintheprison，wereawarningtodepart；andwithafewhurriedwordsofkindnessheleftherglidingbacktoherfather。
Butheremainedtoolate。Theinnergatewaslocked，andthelodgeclosed。Afteralittlefruitlessknockingwithhishand，hewasstandingtherewiththedisagreeableconvictionuponhimthathehadgottogetthroughthenight，whenavoiceaccostedhimfrombehind。
’Caught，eh？’saidthevoice。’Youwon’tgohometillmorning。