It took as it hadn't done yet the form of a question--the question of what he was doing with such an extraordinary sense of escape.

This sense was sharpest after he had read his letters, but that was also precisely why the question pressed.

Four of the letters were from Mrs.Newsome and none of them short; she had lost no time, had followed on his heels while he moved, so expressing herself that he now could measure the probable frequency with which he should hear.

They would arrive, it would seem, her communications, at the rate of several a week; he should be able to count, it might even prove, on more than one by each mail.

If he had begun yesterday with a small grievance he had therefore an opportunity to begin to-day with its opposite.