Chapter 30
It was on Saturday night that Godfrey Sherwood came at length to Warburton's lodgings. Reaching home between twelve and one o'clock Will saw a man who paced the pavement near Mrs. Wick's door; the man, at sight of him, hastened forward; there were exclamations of surprise and of pleasure. "I came first of all at nine o'clock," said Sherwood. "The landlady said you wouldn't be back before midnight, so I came again. Been to the theatre, I suppose?" "Yes," answered Will, "taking part in a play called 'The Grocer's Saturday Night.' "I'd forgotten. Poor old fellow! You won't have much more of that thank Heaven!--Are you too tired to talk to-night?" "No, no; come in." The house was silent and dark. Will struck a match to light the candle placed for him at the foot of the stairs, and led the
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