Chapter 28

⁠​​​‌​​​​​​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌​​​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​‌‌‌​​​‌‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌​​​​​​‌​​​​​⁠Two days are passed. It is a summer evening; the coachman has set me down at a place called Whitcross; he could take me no farther for the sum I had given, and I was not possessed of another shilling in the world. The coach is a mile off by this time; I am alone. At this moment I discover that I forgot to take my parcel out of the pocket of the coach, where I had placed it for safety; there it rem