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"Indeed it was." But at this point I brought the discussion to a close.
Two days later I sailed, and reached home early in February 1892. I was
married three weeks later, and when the honeymoon was over, set about
making the necessary, and some, I fear, unnecessary additions to this
book--by far the greater part of which had been written, as I have
already said, many months earlier. I now leave it, at any rate for the
present, April 22, 1892.
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Postscript.--On the last day of November 1900, I received a letter
addressed in Mr. Alfred Cathie's familiar handwriting, and on opening it
found that it contained another, addressed to me in my own, and
unstamped. For the moment I was puzzled, but immediately knew that it
must be from George. I tore it open, and found eight closely written
pages, which I devoured as I have seldom indeed devoured so long a
letter. It was dated XXIX. vii. 1, and, as nearly as I can translate it
was as follows;-
"Twice, my dearest brother, have I written to you, and twice in
successive days in successive years, have I been up to the statues on the
chance that you could meet me, as I proposed in my letters. Do not think
I went all the way back to Sunch'ston--there is a ranger's shelter now
only an hour and a half below the statues, and here I passed the night.
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