Now, the impression was irrecoverable; he could see nothing but those four persons, and their luxurious carriage, and the two beautiful horses which had borne them--whither?
As likely as not the identity he had supposed for them was quite imaginary; yet it would be easy to ascertain whether a Warricombe family dwelt at Exeter.

The forename of Buckland's father--?
He never had known it.

Still, it was worth while consulting a directory.
He walked to his hotel.
Yes, the name Warricombe stood there, but it occurred more than once.
He sought counsel of the landlord.

Which of these Warricombes was a gentleman of position, with grown-up sons and daughters?
To such a description answered Martin Warricombe, Esquire, well known in the city.

His house was in the Old Tiverton Road, out beyond St Sidwell's, two miles away; anyone in that district would serve as guide to it.
With purpose indefinite, Godwin set forth in the direction suggested.
At little more than a saunter, he passed out of High Street into its continuation, where he soon descried the Church of St.Sidwell, and thence, having made inquiry, walked towards the Old Tiverton Road.