He intended, instead of this, to cross the haw-haw and
reconnoiter upon the hope of meeting his beloved, because there was no
necessity for him to spend a dull afternoon in Upminster when perhaps
some more agreeable hours could be snatched under the tree. He had
attended to every point, he believed, even having written a letter to
Cheiron which he had taken the precaution to give to his servant to post
from London on the following morning, so that there would be no Bristol
mark as a clew to their whereabouts. In this he merely stated that when
his old master would receive it Halcyone would be his wife, and that for
a time they had decided to keep the marriage secret, and he hoped his
old master would understand and sympathize.
The only qualm of any sort he experienced during these three days was
when he was composing this letter, so he finished it quickly and did not
even read it over. And now, as he strode across the Wendover park, it
was safe in his servant's pocket and would be despatched duly next day.
He was unaware of the fact that Mr. Carlyon had left for London by a
morning train.
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