There's an aunt to act as chaperon, but she doesn't count.

I got a note from Miss Le Mesurier just before I came here asking me to bring you.' 'But what does she know of me ?' 'Oh, I may have mentioned your name,' he explained indifferently, and Conway smiled.
'Besides,' said Conway, 'the _Meteor_ has transformed you into a public character.

One knows of your movements.' 'What I don't see is how Miss Le Mesurier could have known that you had landed yesterday,' commented Mallinson.
'I was interviewed by the _Meteor_ on Plymouth Quay.

You received the note, you say, this evening.

She may have seen the interview.' Drake called to a waiter and ordered him to bring a copy of the paper.
Conway took it and glanced at the first page.
'Yes, here it is.' He read a few lines to himself, and burst into a laugh.
'Guess how it begins ?' 'I know,' said Drake.
'A sovereign you don't.' Drake laid a sovereign on the table.