However, I've nothing more to do here, so I'll say good-night--or good morning, for it must be past one." But before departing, in common decency, I offered to take any wires they might write.

My lodgings were nearer the post-office than the cottage and I would send them off the first thing in the morning.

I supposed they would wish to communicate, if only as to the disposal of the luggage, with the young lady's relatives.

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Fyne, he looked rather downcast by then, thanked me and declined.
"There is really no one," he said, very grave.
"No one," I exclaimed.
"Practically," said curt Mrs.Fyne.
And my curiosity was aroused again.
"Ah! I see.