Six I made immediate arrangements for sending through the post, and six I kept in my pocket for personal distribution in the house the next day.
Soon after two o'clock I was again on the field of pious conflict, addressing more kind inquiries to Samuel at Lady Verinder's door.
My aunt had had a bad night.

She was again in the room in which I had witnessed her Will, resting on the sofa, and trying to get a little sleep.
I said I would wait in the library, on the chance of seeing her.

In the fervour of my zeal to distribute the letters, it never occurred to me to inquire about Rachel.

The house was quiet, and it was past the hour at which the musical performance began.

I took it for granted that she and her party of pleasure-seekers (Mr.Godfrey, alas! included) were all at the concert, and eagerly devoted myself to my good work, while time and opportunity were still at my own disposal.
My aunt's correspondence of the morning--including the six awakening letters which I had posted overnight--was lying unopened on the library table.