He looked ten years older.
"We ought to be off," he said at last, in a low voice.
"No hurry," replied Charles; "finish your coffee." I hastily drank some also, and told Charles that I was coming with them.
"No!" said Charles.
"Yes!" I replied.

"You are going to London, and so am I.I have decided to curtail my visit by a few days, under the circumstances.

I shall travel up with you.

My luggage can follow." As soon as Charles grasped the idea that I was not going to return to Stoke Moreton his opposition melted away; he even seemed to hail my departure with a certain sense of relief.
"As you like," he said.

"You can leave at this unearthly hour if you wish, and travel with us as far as Paddington." I nodded, and went after my great-coat.