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"Is she going by herself?" asked the porter's wife

"Yes"

"And how far is it?"

"Fiftyway! I wonder Mrs Reed is not afraid to trust her so

far alone"

The coach drew up; there it was at the gates with its four horses

and its top laden with passengers: the guard and coachman loudly

urged haste; my trunk was hoisted up; I was taken fro with kisses

"Be sure and take good care of her," cried she to the guard, as he

lifted me into the inside

"Ay, ay!" was the answer: the door was slapped to, a voice

exclaiht," and on we drove Thus was I severed from

Bessie and Gateshead; thus whirled away to unknown, and, as I then

deeions

I remember but little of the journey; I only know that the day

seeth, and that we appeared to

travel over hundreds of h several

towns, and in one, a very large one, the coach stopped; the horses