I shall have the money on me.

If you make any attempt to write or speak to your sister, I shall take care to hear of it, and you need not expect me on Saturday.

That is the last remark I have to make, so good-afternoon;" and, without waiting for a reply, Charles walked away, conscious that Raymond would not dare either to call or run after him.
He walked slowly along the grass-grown road that led into the carriage-drive, and was about to let himself out of the grounds by a crazy gate, which rather took away from the usefulness of the large iron locked ones at the lodge, when he perceived an old man with a pail of water fumbling at it.

He did not turn as Charles drew near, and even when the latter came up with him, and said "Good-afternoon," he made no sign.

Charles watched him groping for the hasp, and, when he had got the gate open, feel about for the pail of water, which when he found he struck against the gate-post as he carried it through.