XLIV. IN THE HAYMARKET. XLV. THERE IS SOMETHING OF THE ANGEL ABOUT HIM. XLVI. AYALA GOES AGAIN TO STALHAM. XLVII. CAPTAIN BATSBY AT MERLE PARK. XLVIII. THE JOURNEY TO OSTEND. XLIX. THE NEW FROCK. L. GOBBLEGOOSE WOOD ON SUNDAY. LI. "NO!" LII. "I CALL IT FOLLY." LIIII. HOW LUCY'S AFFAIRS ARRANGED THEMSELVES. LIV. TOM'S LAST ATTEMPT. LV. IN THE CASTLE THERE LIVED A KNIGHT. LVI. GOBBLEGOOSE WOOD AGAIN. LVII. CAPTAIN BATSBY IN LOMBARD STREET. LVIII. MR. TRAFFICK IN LOMBARD STREET. LIX. TREGOTHNAN. LX. AUNT ROSINA. LXI. TOM TRINGLE GOES UPON HIS TRAVELS. LXII. HOW VERY MUCH HE LOVED HER. LXIII. AYALA AGAIN IN LONDON. LXIV. AYALA'S MARRIAGE. AYALA'S ANGEL. CHAPTER XLIV. IN THE HAYMARKET. It was now the beginning of February. As Tom and his uncle had walked from Somerset House the streets were dry and the weather fine; but, as Mr. Dosett had remarked, the wind was changing a little out of the east and threatened rain. When Tom left the house it was already falling. It was then past six, and the night was very dark. He had walked there with a top coat and umbrella, but he had forgotten both as he banged the door after him in his passion; and, though he remembered them as he hurried down the steps, he would not turn and knock at the door and ask for them. He was in that humour which converts outward bodily sufferings almost into a relief. When a man has been thoroughly illused in greater matters it is almost a consolation to him to feel that he has been turned out into the street to get wet through without his dinner,--even though he may have turned himself out.