OneSeptemberevening，fourmonthslater，whenMrs。Barnetwasinperfecthealth，andMrs。Downebutaweakeningmemory，anerrand-boypausedtoresthimselfinfrontofMr。Barnet’soldhouse，depositinghisbasketononeofthewindow-sills。Thestreetwasnotyetlighted，buttherewerelightsinthehouse，andatintervalsaflittingshadowfellupontheblindathiselbow。Wordsalsowereaudiblefromthesameapartment，andtheyseemedtobethoseofpersonsinviolentaltercation。Buttheboycouldnotgathertheirpurport，andhewentonhisway。
TenminutesafterwardsthedoorofBarnet’shouseopened，andatallclosely-veiledladyinatravelling-dresscameoutanddescendedthefreestonesteps。Theservantstoodinthedoorwaywatchingherasshewentwithameasuredtreaddownthestreet。WhenshehadbeenoutofsightforsomeminutesBarnetappearedatthedoorfromwithin。
’Didyourmistressleavewordwhereshewasgoing？’heasked。
’No，sir。’
’Isthecarriageorderedtomeetheranywhere？’