he wouldn't have suffered me to be treated in that way, not he!

"Now, don't hope to go to sleep, Mr. Caudle, and think to silence me
in that manner. I know your art, but it won't do. It wasn't enough
that my basket was turned topsy-turvy, but before I knew it, they
spun me into another room, and -

"HOW COULD YOU HELP THAT?

"You never tried to help it. No; although it was a foreign land, and
I don't speak French--not but what I know a good deal more of it than
some people who give themselves airs about it--though I don't speak
their nasty gibberish, still you let them take me away, and never
cared how I was ever to find you again. In a strange country, too!
But I've no doubt that that's what you wished: yes, you'd have been
glad enough to have got rid of me in that cowardly manner. If I
could only know your secret thoughts, Caudle, that's what you brought
me here for, to lose me. And after the wife I've been to you!

"What are you crying out?

"FOR MERCY'S SAKE?

"Yes; a great deal you know about mercy! Else you'd never have
suffered me to be twisted into that room. To be searched, indeed!
As if I'd anything smuggled about me. Well, I will say it, after the
way in which I've been used, if you'd the proper feelings of a man,
you wouldn't sleep again for six months. Well, I know there was
nobody but women there; but that's nothing to do with it. I'm sure,
if I'd been taken up for picking pockets, they couldn't have used me