OnhisroadtothehousetopackhisportmanteauGodfreywentalittlewayroundtoarrangewithablacksmith，generallyknownasTom，whojobbedoutapony-trap，todrivehimtothestationtocatchthe7。15
train。Theblacksmithremarkedthattheywouldhavetohurry，andsettoworktoputtheponyin，whileGodfreyranontotheAbbeyHouseandhurriedlycollectedhisclothes。Hegotthempackedanddownintothehalljustasthetraparrived。
Ashewasenteringittheservantputaletterintohishandwhichshesaidhadcomeforhimbytheafternoonpost。Hethrustitintohispocketunlookedat，andofftheywentatthepony’sbestpace。
“Youaregoingawayoncommonquick，MasterGodfrey。Comingbacktothesepartssoon？“queriedtheblacksmith。
“No，notforalongwhile，Tom。“