He begins to interest me.

Is it indiscreet to ask what sort of questions he put to you ?' 'He's stopping at the Carlton--if the cabby took him there! We gave the man half-a-crown for the job, and took his number, so I suppose it was all right.

As for the questions he asked me, that's another matter.' Logotheti glanced quickly at his companion's rather grim face, and was silent for a few moments.

He judged that Mr.Feist's inquiries must have concerned a woman, since Griggs was so reticent, and it required no great ingenuity to connect that probability with one or both of the ladies who had been at the dinner where Griggs and Feist had first met.
'I think I shall go and ask for Mr.Feist,' he said presently.

'I shall say that I heard he was ill and wanted to know if I could do anything for him.' 'I've no doubt he'll be much touched by your kindness!' said Griggs.
'But please don't mention the Mutton Chop Club, if you really see him.' 'Oh no! Besides, I shall let him do the talking.' 'Then take care that you don't let him talk you to death!' Logotheti smiled as he hailed a passing hansom; he nodded to his companion, told the man to go to the Carlton, and drove away, leaving Griggs to continue his walk alone.
The elderly man of letters had not talked about Mr.Feist with any special intention, and was very far from thinking that what he had said would lead to any important result.