It could be no one else.
She clapped her hands and laughed like a child as she turned to me.
"Bravo!" she said.

"My judgment, then, was quite correct." "In regard to what ?" "Yourself!" "Pardon me ?" "You do not show curiosity! You do not ask me questions! Good! I think I shall ask you to wait.

I say to you frankly that I am alone here.

It pleases me to live--as pleases me! You are alone in Montreal.

Why should we not please ourselves ?" In some way which I did not pause to analyze, I felt perfectly sure that this strange woman could, if she cared to do so, tell me some of the things I ought to know.