And then the light came! His great resolution was formed.
With beating heart he turned to a stationer's shop, bought a sheet of paper and an envelope, borrowed a pen and wrote: My DEAR ELLEN, I am not coming home for a short time.

As you remarked, there is something the matter with me.

I don't know what it is.

Perhaps in a few days I shall find out.

I shall send your money as usual on Saturday, and hope that you and the boy will continue well.
From your husband, ALFRED BURTON.
Burton sighed a long sigh of intense relief as he folded up and addressed this epistle.