If you go across, you're almost sure to meet Dr.Ransford." "I'm much obliged to you," said the stranger.

"Thank you." He turned away in the direction which Bryce had indicated, and Bryce went back--only to go out again and call after him.
"If you don't meet him, shall I say you'll call again ?" he asked.
"And--what name ?" The stranger shook his head.
"It's immaterial," he answered.

"I'll see him--somewhere--or later.

Many thanks." He went on his way towards Paradise, and Bryce returned to the surgery and completed his preparations for departure.

And in the course of things, he more than once looked through the window into the garden and saw Mary Bewery still walking and talking with young Sackville Bonham.
"No," he muttered to himself.