<div class="floatright">(http://i1221.photobucket.com/albums/dd468/sybakrys/Tyler/305takehim2-1.jpg)</div><strong>Cooper writes back to Helena</strong><br/><br/>Upon returning from the numerous gatherings that the Major insisted that he be taken too, Cooper settled into the day with ease. With no engagements for either of them for the next few weeks he went to the door when the post was delivered.<br/><br/>Ivinghoe in South East Buckinghamshire was where he lived with a man who was quite literally his deepest of friends. The major of course was still asleep, he would not rise until at least noon. The usual behaviour for the man after a night that he had just had. It was now the month of May in the year of 1888 and as Cooper riffled through the letters he came across one which interested him greatly as it was addressed to him and him alone. The aroma from it was still evident as he lifted to his nose. A smell that reminded of a another time but from where he was sure off until he opened it once he had gone to the reception room to read it in piece.<br/><br/>He took out his reading glasses from the desk draw and sat in one of the chairs by the window. As soon as he was comfortable, he proceeded to read.<br/><br/>After he had read it and indeed digested its contents, he put the paper down and took a deep breathe. She had seen the man and the woman too and what of the shaggy dog. How strange. It could not be a coincidence, could it?<br/><br/>He must write back to her at once and arrange a meeting of sorts. So he stood and went back to the desk and took out the stationery paper and an envelope. He then sat at the desk and began to write his reply.<br/><br/><em>Dear Miss. Whitlock, Helena,  <br/><br/>I do not consider your letter forward in any way and after reading some of what you have written I am concerned greatly for your safety. I am surprised to here that you have all moved and would like to mention at this juncture that I and Major Tyler will be visiting Brighton on the 20th May, and should you wish to meet I would be more than willing to do so. If you can, I will wait for you on the morning of the 20th at the tea room on the high street. I am sure you know it, it is the one with the white door and large glass windows. I forget it’s name but it is opposite the theatre. I will aim to be there from nine am and will wait up to three hours. I am sure the Major will be able to cope on his own for that time while I chat to you. You can bring the children if you like. Make an excuse about a day trip or something. <br/><br/>I can assure you that you are quite sane. As I too have seen, and so has the Major apparently, strange goings on over the past few weeks. You speak of a woman with red hair who is accompanied by a man. The Major has spoken of such a pairing on his recent visit to one of his local frequents in London. He did put it down to being inebriated but once he has awoken I will mention that perhaps he should rethink his original diagnosis. As for the shaggy dogs or indeed dog in your case. I too have seen such things. Now that you mention it I have become concerned that they are more than just random sightings. <br/><br/>I hope this letter finds you well upon its delivery and more so I hope that you can make it to the meet on the 20th. In the meantime stay safe and take care of the children as I am sure you will. My thoughts are with you.<br/><br/>Yours faithfully,<br/><br/>Harry</em><br/><br/>After he had finished his letter he prepared it for delivery. He then walked down out of the house and into the village to post it, before returning home to await the awakening of the Major.<br/>