Yes, I shall go this next winter.

My mind is made up.' 'I shan't try to dissuade you, old fellow, though I had rather have you in sight.

Come and see Malkin.

I'll drop you a note with an appointment.' 'Do.' They soon reached the station, and exchanged but few more words before Earwaker's leaving the train at Farringdon Street.

Peak pursued his journey towards the south-east of London.
On reaching home, the journalist flung aside his foolish coat of ceremony, indued a comfortable jacket, lit a pipe with long stem, and began to glance over an evening newspaper.