But he must pursue the study with due regard to honour and delicacy; he would act the spy no more.

As Eve had said, they were pretty sure to meet before long; if his patience failed it was always possible for him to write a letter.
Four days went by and he saw nothing of her.

On the fifth, as he was walking homeward in the afternoon, he came face to face with Miss Madeley in Gower Street.

She stopped at once, and offered a friendly hand.
"Will you let me walk a little way with you ?" he asked.
"Certainly.

I'm just going to change a book at Mudie's." She carried a little handbag.