The driver took a glance at him with mixed feelings before getting into the car.
Ferne was speechless.
The door of the Peck's was wide open. A few servants were sweeping the fallen leaves. When they saw Ferne, they all greeted him warmly, "Mr. Ferne, would you like some tea?"
Ferne waved his hand and said, "No, I'll just take my things and leave."
The servants thought that he did not know Trevor had gone. Seeing him walking up the garret, they said, "Mr. Trevor has moved out."
"I know. He left something for me." Ferne held his belly while carefully going upstairs. He couldn't use too much strength on his waist and belly now. That would hurt.
The room in the garret remained the same as before as if Trevor would come back anytime.
Every time Ferne came into this room, he felt depressed. Even though the lights were all on, the room was still oppressive. He pushed open the door and saw a pile of documents on the bed.