For a moment or two he made no answer, and his face was troubled, and his brow was black. He was endeavouring to think;--but he was only aware of his danger, and could see no way through it. "I don't think you will let me ask in vain for such a favour as that," she said.
"No;" he replied. "I will take you down. When will you go?" He had cockered himself up with some vain idea that the railway carriage would be a good place for the declaration of his purpose, or perhaps the sands at Lowestoft.

For a moment he made no answer, and his face was troubled. He was trying to think; he was aware of his danger, and could see no way through it.
"I will take you down. When will you go?" He had some idea that the railway carriage would be a good place for the declaration of his purpose, or perhaps the sands at Lowestoft.
