He went his way to the nearest magistrate.

And I went mine--leaving Oscar under the care of Mrs.
Gootheridge and her brother--back to the house.

Mr.Finch's last words at parting reminded me, once more, that we had one thing at least to be thankful for under the circumstances--sad as they otherwise were.
"Most fortunate, Madame Pratolungo, that I was at home.

What would you have done without me ?".