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What did anything on earth matter? He was free to go and seek his beloved one and have every sorrow healed as he held her to his heart. The only necessary thing now was to find her immediately, which would require some thinking out. It was too late to get an answer to any telegrams to England he must wait until the morning. Mrs. Porrit would know where Cheiron's next address would be.
Porrit said, "but there, when I heard it you could have knocked me down with a feather! them to go to the sea!" All this looked hopeless as far as communicating with Halcyone went unless through a letter to the Professor. Arabella returned to Wendover rather cast down.
Now, that same morning, John Derringham had arrived at the Grand Hotel, and, after breakfasting, had made his way to the hotel to which Mrs. Porrit had informed him the Professor's letters were to be addressed. And Demetrius, whom he asked for, hearing Mr. Carlyon was out, was able to give him information as to where his master had gone; so that he set off at once.
Porrit was out, and the orchard house shut up, so, he obtained no information. He had stopped there to enquire on his way to the station when he had left Wendover. La Sarthe Chase was entirely closed, except for a woman and her husband from the village who slept there. But what right had he to be interested now, in any case?
Because she had seen his writing upon a letter Mrs. Porrit was readdressing at the orchard house and, observing it was from London, she presumed he was there, and she hoped she should see him. The Professor stopped abruptly here. "What a woman it is, after all!" he exclaimed. He himself had never noticed the postmark on John Derringham's envelope!
But then she recollected the evening postman did not come to the house, and they got no letters as Cheiron did, who was on the road. Hers could not be there until the morning she must wait patiently and see. With consummate self-control she made her voice sound natural as she said, "Oh, I am so late, Mrs. Porrit.
A cold feeling like some extra disquietude seemed to overcome her as she neared the haw-haw and the copse. It was as if she feared and yet longed to get there. But she resisted the temptation, and went straight on to the little gate and so up the garden to the house. Mrs. Porrit received her with her usual kindly greeting.
All was calm and peaceful, and while Halcyone controlled herself to talk in an ordinary voice, the postman's knock was heard. He passed the Professor's door on the road to Applewood and left the evening mail, when there chanced to be any. Mrs. Porrit received the letters three of them and then she adjusted her spectacles, but took them off again.
He had the day before received John Derringham's letter written from Wendover and which Mrs. Porrit had redirected, containing the news of the intended wedding, and it had angered him greatly. He blazed with indignation! His peerless one to be made to take a mistress's place when any man should be proud to make her his honored wife!
Porrit that her master would be away for a fortnight, and that Miss Halcyone La Sarthe had been taken off by her stepmother she did not know where and that the two old ladies had actually gone that day, with Hester and old William, to some place on the Welsh coast they had known when they were children, for a change to the sea! La Sarthe Chase was shut up.
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