"I shall be back in an hour or two," I remarked.
"All right! Good luck! But, I say, if you are crossing the river you may as well return Toby, for I don't think it is at all likely that we shall have any use for him now." I took our mongrel accordingly, and left him, together with a half-sovereign, at the old naturalist's in Pinchin Lane.

At Camberwell I found Miss Morstan a little weary after her night's adventures, but very eager to hear the news.

Mrs.Forrester, too, was full of curiosity.

I told them all that we had done, suppressing, however, the more dreadful parts of the tragedy.

Thus, although I spoke of Mr.
Sholto's death, I said nothing of the exact manner and method of it.
With all my omissions, however, there was enough to startle and amaze them.
"It is a romance!" cried Mrs.Forrester.