The other two were Exeter, and Whitby on the Yorkshire coast.
It was the better part of an hour when the Count returned.

"Aha!" he said.

"Still at your books?
Good! But you must not work always.
Come! I am informed that your supper is ready." He took my arm, and we went into the next room, where I found an excellent supper ready on the table.

The Count again excused himself, as he had dined out on his being away from home.

But he sat as on the previous night, and chatted whilst I ate.