He was sure that she must be near him.

The explanation must come--of that, burning with curiosity as he was, he recked little.

A meeting must come; all his pulses tingled with the thought.

It was a thought of such a high sort of bliss to him that it seemed to wrap and enfold his other thoughts; and when he remembered again to guide his horse--all that day as he went about his work--he lived in it and worked in it.
He went that evening to visit O'Shea, who lived in a good-sized house half a mile or so from his own.

From this interview, and from the clue which Madame Le Maitre had given, he began strongly to suspect that, for some reason unknown, O'Shea's threatenings were to be remembered more in the light of a practical joke than as serious.