Why should he trouble himself with what he would do if he were deceived in Claudia?
He knew her too well to doubt her.

He had pushed aside all obstacles to seek her, and she would fly to meet him; and he smiled at himself for conjuring up fantasies of impossible misfortune, only to enjoy the solace of laying them again with the sweet confidence of love.

He passed the evening in the contemplation of his happiness, awaiting Eugene's reply to his note with impatience, but without disquiet.
This same letter was, however, the cause of very serious disquiet to the recipient, more especially as it came upon the top of another troublesome occurrence.

Rickmansworth had welcomed Eugene to Territon Park with his usual good nature and his usual absence of effusion.

In fact, he telegraphed that Eugene could come if he liked, but he, Rickmansworth, thought he'd find it beastly slow.