"Now--this Hospital being full of evil tongues--I cannot well ask you to eat an _al fresco_ supper with me, though"-- he twinkled--"I suspect we both carry the constituents of a frugal one under our cloaks." They passed through an archway into the great quadrangle, and there, having wished one another good night, went their ways; she mirthfully, he mirthfully and thoughtfully too.
Next morning Brother Copas visited the outer office of the Nunnery and carefully inspected the Nurses' Diary.

Since every week contains a Wednesday, there were capital W's in plenty.
He took tracings of half a dozen and, armed with these, sought Nurse Turner in her private room.
"I think," said he, holding out the anonymous letter, "you may have some light to throw on this.

I have the Master's authority to bid you attend on him and explain it." He fixed the hour--2 p.m.

But shortly after mid-day Nurse Turner had taken a cab (ordered by telephone) and was on her way to the railway station with her boxes..