He waited for Ida's arrival before taking his ticket. She did not come.
He walked about in feverish impatience, plaguing himself with all manner
of doubt and apprehension. The train came into the station, and yet she
had not arrived. It started, and no sign of her.
He waited yet five minutes, then walked hastily into the town, and
to Ida's lodgings. Miss Starr, he was told, had left very early that
morning; if he was Mr. Waymark, there was a note to be delivered to
him.
"I thought it better that I should go to London by an earlier train, for
we should not have been quite at our ease with each other. I beg you
will not think my leaving you is due to anything but necessity--indeed
it is not. I shall not be living at the old place, but any letter you
send there I shall get. I cannot promise to reply at once, but hope you
will let me do so when I feel able to.
I. S."
Waymark took the next train to town.
CHAPTER XVIII
THE ENDERBYS
Some twenty years before the date we have reached, the Rev. Paul
Enderby, a handsome young man, endowed with moral and intellectual
qualities considerably above the average, lived and worked in a
certain small town of Yorkshire.
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