"Grainger?" I repeated. "Then you are English?"
"Yes, I am legally a British subject, because my father was English. I
was, however, born abroad."
A silence fell between us. The roar of the traffic in Piccadilly came
up from below; the summer night was warm, and the window stood open. At
last I determined upon a bold course.
"Now that we have met," I said, "I wish to ask you one or two questions.
First, I am desirous of knowing the whereabouts of Mrs Anson and her
daughter."
I was watching her narrowly, and saw her give a distinct start at my
mention of the same. Next instant, however, she recovered herself, and
with marvellous tact repeated--
"Anson? Anson? I have no acquaintance with any person of that name."