In which we find Stanley Lake muse on the shifting currents of concern and mystery surrounding Mr. Wylder's abrupt journey to London, the quiet attentions and suspicions it awakens, and the subtle interplay of genteel confidences over breakfast and correspondence. As evening falls, a solitary walk through the melancholic and romantic landscape of Brandon Park leads to a startling and spectral encounter by a tarn, evoking dark memories and a shadowy suspicion that haunts the fading light.