'If you will take the trouble to turn into the field which is beside the fort, take the footpath to the left when you arrive at an angle of the fortification, and keep straight on till you see me. I will take you to a secluded place, where we can get on with things without fear anyone interrupting us. Nothing more to arrange, I think,' said the officer.
'Good morning;' and the officer whistled a tune to himself as he walked off.
That morning's breakfast was slow and heavy. Mr Tupman was not well enough to get out of bed after his wild behaviour the night before; Mr Snodgrass appeared to suffer from a poetical depression of his mood.
Even Mr Pickwick showed an unusual liking for silence and soda - water. Mr Winkle eagerly watched for an opportunity, and it soon came. Mr Snodgrass proposed a visit to the castle. Mr Winkle was the only other member of the group who wanted a walk, so they went out together.
