Yes; this indeed might be best of all.

He must send for papers, and give attention to the matter.
Musing in this way, he had come within sight of the familiar chemical works.

It was near the hour at which Mr.Moxey was about to go home for his afternoon dinner; why not interrupt his walk, and have a word with him?
That duty would be over.
He pushed on, and, as he approached the buildings, was aware of Mr Moxey stepping into the road, unaccompanied.

Greetings speedily followed.

The manufacturer, who was growing stout in his mellow years and looking more leisurely than when Godwin first knew him, beamed with smiles of approbation.
'Glad to see you; glad to see you! I have heard of your doings at College.' 'Nothing to boast of, Mr.Moxey.' 'Why, what would satisfy you?
A nephew of mine was there last Friday, and tells me you carried off half a hundredweight of prizes.