Chapter 21
A CHANGE OF PLANS At a few minutes past nine on the following morning, I was standing outside the front door of the Court watching the piling of my luggage on to a four-wheel cab. The hall-porter stood by my side, superintending the efforts of his myrmidons. "You had better send my letters on," I told him. "I am going down into Norfolk for several weeks,--perhaps longer." "Very good, sir," he answered. "By the bye," he added, turning away, "this morning's letters have just arrived. There was one for you, I think." He handed it to me, and I tore it open as I stepped on to the pavement. It was written from Feltham Court, Norfolk, and dated the previous day. My Dear Austen, I send you a hurried line in case you should be thinking of coming down here. I have decided to come up to London
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