<div class="floatright">(http://i1221.photobucket.com/albums/dd468/sybakrys/Tyler/darcy.jpg)</div><strong>Tyler returns from the Opium den and replies to a letter from Rowena</strong><br/><br/>With the man’s image finally removed from his mind, Major Tyler Harrington began his long and pain free day in the Opium den. As he drifted in and out of consciousness he observed many come and go and at one point he could swear that he could hear the inspector, seemingly speaking with some prostitute, who seemed to go by the name of Lottie. He was too far gone to connect the dots at this time, but upon seeing her again in a more formal gathering, the pieces would surely fall into place.<br/><br/>What they spoke of, what bits he could make out, intrigued him more, as they talked of dark things, of trouble within the City. Wolves on the prowl were their words. A war he heard and that she would be sharing these concerns with others. He even thought that she looked to him at one point. She was no prostitute he thought. It had to be…. and then before he could finish his thoughts, he passed out until finally several hours later he was awoken by Cooper. “I think it is time I took you home sir.” He was then helped back into the carriage and whisked home and once there he went straight to bed and did not rise for another twenty four hours.<br/><br/>Nothing much happened for him over the next few days except he received a letter from the good Lady Rowena. So without fail and before he even had breakfast he set to reading and responding to there correspondence in the reception room. 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. After he had read it and indeed digested its contents, he put the paper down and took a deep breathe.<br/><br/>He must write back to her at once and arrange that walk through England’s gardens.  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 Lady Rowena <br/><br/>Of course I will gladly accept your invitation and look forward to that day with interest. In the meantime, I have to admit that I would have preferred to have meet you under more usual circumstances, however, of all the things that happened that night, I can only recall your face and the wonderful conversations that we had during that night and would appreciate it greatly if you would do me the honour of meeting me in Brighton on the 20th May as I will be visiting for a few days. If you can, I will wait for you on the morning of the 20th at the end of the pier over looking the sea. I am sure that you will find me as the pier is quite famous. I will aim to be there from nine am and will wait up to three hours. I am sure that Cooper will be able to entertain himself. As from what I hear he has a meeting of his own to attend too. Perhaps we can walk along the beach, and dip our toes in the waters as we discuss topics of interest. Who knows? <br/><br/>Not to destroy the mood to much as I am sure we will have a great time, but I have seen strange things since our last encounter and wish to discuss them with you. Not wishing to concern you but I think I am being followed. During this walk if you wish you can tell me more of what haunts you. <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. My thoughts are with you. You do not need to write back as I feel the letter may not arrive before I depart for Brighton. I hope you can make it.   <br/><br/>Yours faithfully,<br/><br/>Tyler</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 his breakfast in the dining room.<br/>