I did not have to go far. She visits at the home of Baxter, the wholesaler. Here I found not only Cordelia, but also a person just as opportune. Edvard, the son of the house, is head over heels in love with her, one needs only half of one eye to see it in both of his. He is in trade, in his father’s office; a good-looking young man, quite pleasant, rather shy, which last I suspect does not hurt him in her eyes.