Eliza did as she was told and instructed the boy to slip the letter under the door. When he was done cleaning the chimney, she offered him some money and said, “ Don’t forget the address, and don’t let him see you.”
The boy gladly agreed and grabbed the money from her hands. He managed to find the correct address and slipped the letter inside before knocking on the landlady’s door. “Who is it? Oh, what’s this? A letter to Dr. Blackwood…” the landlady picked it up and walked up the stairs.
“Dr. Blackwood, are you in there? Dr. Blackwood!” she knocked on his door and wondered if had returned the night before.
Eric heard her voice followed by the knocking of the door and woke up with a start. He had been drinking so heavily that he had lost count of time. Lazily and reluctantly he approach
