Mr. Goodrich wrote to this point, still unable to calm his mind.
Suddenly, the scene before his eyes made him freeze.
He almost thought he was seeing things.
The always composed Sir Arthur Hastings in his writing was actually galloping towards him on a horse, seemingly without any intention to slow down.
He rubbed his eyes and instinctively shouted, "Sir Arthur!"
Arthur originally did not intend to pay attention to this American guy, or perhaps he hadn't seen him at all. He continued to gallop at full speed towards Westminster Cathedral.
Due to the delay at Paddington Station, all the main roads in London City today were unprecedentedly congested. To save time, Arthur had to rely on the map of London streets in his mind and chose the crisscrossing alleys to travel. These alleys were indeed easier to traverse but also came with increased danger.
