two
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It seemed as if life were too impossible to look ahead , but not until he could think of Zara with calmness would he return to England . And if Zara 's week of separation from him had been grief and suffering , his had been hell . On the Saturday morning , after her uncle had started for Dover , a note , sent by hand , was brought to Zara . It was again only a few words , merely to say if it was convenient to her , he -- Tristram -- would come at two o'clock , as he was motoring down to Wrayth at three , and was leaving England on Monday night . Her hand trembled too much to write an answer . `` Tell the messenger I will be here , '' she said ; and she sat then for a long time , staring in front of her . Then a thought came to her .