Silas Bradford's Boy by Joseph C. Lincoln

This conviction was still with him next day, when, back at his desk again, he wrote one letter and began another. The first was a formal resignation of his position as attorney for the Ostable National Bank. He might never have to use it, although that was but the remotest chance, but at least it should be ready when Trent came, as come he certainly would, to demand a final statement of his lawyer's intentions concerning the substitution of his own report for that of Davidson.

The second was to Elizabeth, and it was to his mind by far the more important of the two. He wrote that he must see her somewhere, somehow. He realized how she must be feeling toward him, but that was because she did not understand. Could she plan to meet him Sunday afternoon? At the boat house on the beach, where they had met before for those glorious walks together? If not Sunday--if it was stormy or too cold--why, then Monday?