'You may rely upon my doing so,' said Warren.
'And at once, if you please,' said Griswold.
'By at once you mean to-day,' said Warren. 'Have you told Mrs. Griswold to expect a visit from me?'
'No, I have not; but that need make no difference, you know.'
'Of course not,' said Warren. 'Anything more?'
'Yes,' said Griswold, taking a slip of paper from his pocket, 'the name under which I propose to pass in England.'
Warren took the paper and glanced at it.
'All right,' he said, with a smile, 'that will do very well; not remarkable and yet not suspiciously common for a man doing big business--we consider it adopted. Now we must hurry to the saloon, the time is just up.'
The saloon was reached, the God-speed toast was drunk with all the honours, Warren and the New Yorkers returned to the shore, and the big ship noiselessly and almost invisibly headed into the stream and stood away upon her ocean voyage cheerily, cheerily.
'He had not warned her that I should come to-day,' said Trenton Warren to himself, as he landed from the ferry at Desbrosses-street, 'so that I shall not attempt to intrude upon her grief. The delivery of the letter will do very well to-morrow, and will give me a night during which to deliberate on my plan of action.'