It almost seemed as if he had been watching me.

It might be, I thought, because he only vaguely remembered seeing me before and was trying to recall where we had met.
When my guardian brought his men guests to the drawing-room after dinner, I was looking over some old prints at a quiet, small table.
There were a few minutes of smiling talk, and then Sir Ian crossed the room toward me, bringing some one with him.

It was Hector MacNairn he brought.
"Mr.MacNairn tells me you traveled together this afternoon without knowing each other," he said.

"He has heard something of Muircarrie and would like to hear more, Ysobel.

She lives like a little ghost all alone in her feudal castle, Mr.MacNairn.We can't persuade her to like London." I think he left us alone together because he realized that we should get on better without a companion.
Mr.MacNairn sat down near me and began to talk about Muircarrie.