The landlady told him she had sent her husband over with it that day.
"Confound it," said Walter; "why, he won't know who to take it to." "Oh, it's all right, sir," said she.

"My Sam won't give it to the wrong person, you may be sure." "How do I know that ?" said Walter; "and, pray, who did you tell him to give it to ?" "Why, to the lady as was here with you." "And how the deuce is he to find her?
He does not know her name.

It's a great pity you could not keep it till I came." "Well, sir, you was so long a-coming." "That's true," said Walter; "let us make the best of it.

I shall feed my horse, and get home as quickly as I can." However, he knew he would be late, and thought he had better go straight home.

He sent a telegram to Mary Bartley: "Landlord gone to you with bracelet;" and this he signed with the name of the landlady, but no address.