Chapter 32: Audrie Brendon to Her Mother

⁠​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌‌​‌‌‌‌‌‌​​​​‌‌‌​​​‌‌‌‌​‌​​​‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​‌⁠Queen's Hotel, Chester, September 1st

We've been in Chester for several hours, my Angel; and not only is there no Dick (for which heaven be praised), but no word from you, which worries me. Still, I shan't be really anxious unless on my second call at the post-office (to be made by and by) I draw a blank again. At least, I didn't draw a blank exactly when I went there before. I drew a letter from E