Probably things were not as bad as he had imagined.

Very likely it would all be over by Christmas.

If so, it was not much use throwing everything up.
Perhaps he could word the letter to the Bishop a little differently.

He turned over phrases all the way home, and got them fairly pat.

But it was a busy evening, and he did not write that night.
Monday always began as a full day, what with staff meeting and so on, and its being Bank Holiday did not make much difference to them.