I shut him out on the landing to wait for the answer, and went into my chambers again, in such a nervous state that I was fain to lay the letter down on my breakfast table, and familiarize myself with the outside of it a little, before I could resolve to break the seal.
I found, when I did open it, that it was a very kind note, containing no reference to my condition at the theatre.

All it said was, 'My dear Trotwood.

I am staying at the house of papa's agent, Mr.Waterbrook, in Ely Place, Holborn.

Will you come and see me today, at any time you like to appoint?
Ever yours affectionately, AGNES.' It took me such a long time to write an answer at all to my satisfaction, that I don't know what the ticket-porter can have thought, unless he thought I was learning to write.

I must have written half-a-dozen answers at least.