Book 2, Chapter 16: The Sweated Artist

⁠​​​‌​​​​​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​​​​‌‌‌​​​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌‌‌‌​‌‌​​​​​⁠I had told Mr. Otway that I had to go; but I did not tell him why. If I had, he would probably have been considerably startled. For the fact is that while we were talking I had formed a resolution which had rapidly matured—the resolution to go to Dr. Thorndyke and make a clean breast of the whole affair. He had invited me to call on him and report from time to time, especially if I should be in ne