He decided to wait until the next morning, on the chance of hearing from her.
On the Monday, no letter arrived.
Proceeding to the office, Mr.Mool found, in his business-correspondence, enough to occupy every moment of his time.

He had purposed writing to Carmina, but the idea was now inevitably pressed out of his mind.

It was only at the close of the day's work that he had leisure to think of a matter of greater importance--that is to say, of the necessity of discovering Benjulia's friend of other days, the Italian teacher Baccani.

He left instructions with one of his clerks to make inquiries, the next morning, at the shops of foreign booksellers.
There, and there only, the question might be answered, whether Baccani was still living, and living in London.
The inquiries proved successful.

On Tuesday afternoon, Baccani's address was in Mr.Mool's hands.
Busy as he still was, the lawyer set aside his own affairs, in deference to the sacred duty of defending the memory of the dead, and to the pressing necessity of silencing Mrs.Gallilee's cruel and slanderous tongue.