"Do so," said Devlin.
I opened the envelope, and tearing it into very small pieces flung them out of window. Devlin smiled again.
"So that I should not discover your address," he said.
"That is it," I replied.
"It is likely," he said, "to be not very far from Mr. Melladew, because you and he are friends."
I added a few words to my letter, desiring my wife to put the desk in a place of safety; and then, addressing another envelope, I went down-stairs, bearing both desk and letter.
"I shall be here when you come back," said Devlin. "Even were I protean, I shall not change my shape. My word is given."
On my way to the street-door I encountered Fanny Lemon.
"Well, sir?" she asked anxiously.
"I will speak to you presently," I said, and, opening the street-door, crossed the road to where George Carton and his guardian were standing.