He took comfort, and asked her, cheerfully, if he might write to her.
She hesitated a single moment, and then said "Yes."
She added, however, after a pause, "But you can't; for you don't know my address."
"Never! never! Fifty-eight Clarges Street."
"The day after to-morrow: at twelve o'clock."
"May I see you off at the train?"
She hesitated. "If--you--like," said she, slowly: "but I think you had better not."
"Oh, let me see the last of you."