Chapter 8: VIII

VIII All at once, on the Promenade, as it was called—that is to say, in the Chestnut Avenue—I came face to face with my Englishman. “I was just coming to see you,” he said; “and you appear to be out on a similar errand. So you have parted with your employers?” “How do you know that?” I asked in astonishment. “Is everyone aware of the fact?” “By no means. Not everyone would consider such a fact to be of moment. Indeed, I have never heard anyone speak of it.” “Then how come you to…