entina looked with home-sick eyes at the strangeness of the
alien scene: the pale, low heaven which seemed not to be clouded and yet
was so dim; the flat shores with the little railroad trains running in
and out over them; the grimy bulks of the city, and the shipping in the
river, sparse and sombre after the gay forest of sails and stacks at New
York.

She did not see the Milrays after she left the tug, in the rapid
dispersal of the steamer's passengers. They both took leave of her at
the dock, and Mrs. Milray whispered with penitence in her voice and
eyes, "I will write," but the girl did not answer.

Before Mrs. Lander's trunks and her own were passed, she saw Lord
Lioncourt going away with his heavily laden man at his heels. Mr.
Ewins came up to see if he could help her through the customs, but she
believed that he had come at Mrs. Milray's bidding, and she thanked him
so prohibitively that he could not insist. The English clergyman who had
spoken to her the morning after the charity entertainment left his wife
with Mrs. Lander, and came to her help, and then Mr. Ewins went his way.

The clergyman, who appeared to feel the friendlessness of the young girl
and the old woman a charge laid upon him, bestowed a sort of fatherly
protection upon them both. He advised them to stop at a hotel for a
few hours and take the later train for London that he and his wife were
going up by; they drove to the hotel together, where Mrs. Lander could
not be kept from paying the omnibus, and made them have luncheon with
her. She allowed the clergyman to get her tickets, and she could not
believe that he had taken second class tickets for himself and his wife.
She said that she had never heard of anyone travelling second class
before, and she assured him that they never did it in America. She
begged him to let her pay the difference, and bring his wife into her
compartment, which the guard had reserved for her. She urged that the
money was nothing to her, compared with the comfort of being with some
one you knew; and the clergyman had to promise that as they should be
neighbors, he would look in upon her, whenever the train stopped long
enough.

Before it began to move, Clementina thought she saw Lord Lioncourt
hurrying past their carriage-window. At Rugby the clergyman appeared,
but almost before he could speak, Lord Lioncourt's little red face
showed at his elbow. He asked Clementina to present him to Mrs. Lander,
who pressed him t