There'll be a train along soon that'll pick me up." Anderson went back to the cabin, found that his father had dropped asleep, left money and directions with Mrs.Ginnell, and then returned to his own lodgings.
He sat down to write to Delaine.

It was clear that, so far, that gentleman and Mrs.Ginnell were the only other participants in the secret of McEwen's identity.

The old man had not revealed himself to the doctor.

Did that mean that--in spite of his first reckless interview with the Englishman--he had still some notion of a bargain with his son, on the basis of the fifteen thousand dollars?
Possibly.

But that son had still to determine his own line of action.
When at last he began to write, he wrote steadily and without a pause.
Nor was the letter long..