"He came by last night’s boat.  He wrote, and sent you a telegram, too, but of course we haven’t sent in for the mail for three days—I ’specs they’re both in this bundle," said Garth, hauling a packet of letters from his pocket.  "So when he got here and found no one to meet him he wouldn’t come out last night, and he stayed at the hotel.  I met him just starting out in a buggy."  Garth gave an irrepressible chuckle. "He didn’t know me from Adam.  I rode up, and said, ’Hallo, doctor!’ and he said, ’Who are you, young man?’ and looked at me as if I was a wombat."