Ill as he was, he would brook no delay. We came down by very
easy stages, stopping at Peterborough, York, Durham, Newcastle, and
Berwick--at some places for one night, and others for more. In spite of
all my precautions, when we arrived at the villa he was dangerously
exhausted. I sent for the local doctor, who seems to know something. At
all events, he is wise enough to understand that this is not a case for
drugs. Complete rest and absence from all agitating thoughts must be
aimed at. Above all, he is not to see the newspapers. That is
fortunate, because, I suppose, Lord Harry's death has been announced in
them, and the thought that his former mistress is a widow might excite
him very dangerously. You will now understand why I left that message
at the hotel for you, and why I have not shown him your letter. I told
him, it is true, that you had returned without finding your mistress.
'Speak no more to me of Lady Harry,' he replied irritably. So I have
said no more. As for money, I have a few pounds by me, which are at
your service. You can repay me at some future time. I have thought of
one thing--that new Continental paper started by Lord Harry. Wherever
she may be, Lady Harry is almost sure to see that.
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