They could hear his voice--a queer, high-pitched, yet strident voice--whilst he questioned a somewhat scared footman as to the whereabouts of his mistress.
The man had evidently perceived the remarkable resemblance borne by this uncanny stranger to the Frazer family.

His replies were respectful, but stuttering.

He was alarmed by those fierce eyes, more especially because his inability to give satisfactory information seemed to anger the new-comer.
"You are not a child," they heard Ooma say, with menace in his tone.

"You must have heard, from her maid or some other source, where Mrs.Capella has gone to ?" "N--no, sir," stammered the man.

"I really 'aven't I t--t--thought Mrs.
C--Capella was in London.