His look now was severe and almost cruel; Jack seemed to cringe under it.
"I don't know," he muttered. "You see I—I've got no money."
"No money?"
"No. I had a little, but I had infernally bad luck at poker, coming over. You wouldn't believe how the luck ran against me."
Ashley put his hands in his pockets and regarded his companion.
"So you've no money?"
"About five shillings."
"And now you've no wife!"
Jack twisted in his seat. "I wish I hadn't come," he said fretfully.
"So do I," said Ashley. "But here you are!" He took a turn along the platform. The burly guard saw him and touched his hat.