rt and on my sister's to which, in
their jealous affection for me, they both continued to adhere, the
painful necessity which that prejudice imposed on me of concealing my
marriage from them till they had learnt to do justice to my wife--all
these little domestic occurrences have been left unrecorded because
they were not essential to the main interest of the story. It is
nothing that they added to my anxieties and embittered my
disappointments--the steady march of events has inexorably passed them
by.

For the same reason I have said nothing here of the consolation that I
found in Pesca's brotherly affection for me, when I saw him again after
the sudden cessation of my residence at Limmeridge House. I have not
recorded the fidelity with which my warm-hearted little friend
followed me to the place of embarkation when I sailed for Central
America, or the noisy transport of joy with which he received me when
we next met in London. If I had felt justified in accepting the offers
of service which he made to me on my return, he would have appeared
again long ere this. But, though I knew that his honour and his
courage were to be implicitly relied on, I was not so sure that his
discretion was to be trusted, and, for that reason only, I followed the
course of all my inquiries alone. It will now be sufficiently
understood that Pesca was not separated from all connection with me and
my interests, although he has hitherto been separated from all
connection with the progress of this narrative. He was as true and as
ready a friend of mine still as ever he had been in his life.

Before I summoned Pesca to my assistance it was necessary to see for
myself what sort of man I had to deal with. Up to this time I had
never once set eyes on Count Fosco.

Three days after my return with Laura and Marian to London, I set forth
alone for Forest Road, St. John's Wood, between ten and eleven o'clock
in the morning. It was a fine day--I had some hours to spare--and I
thought it likely, if I waited a little for him, that the Count might
be tempted out. I had no great reason to fear the chance of his
recognising me in the daytime, for the only occasion when I had been
seen by him was the occasion on which he had followed me home at night.

No one appeared at the windows in the front of the house. I walked
down a turning which ran past the side of it, and looked over the low
garden wall. One of the back windows on the lower floor w