I suppose she had some faint notion that she had seen me before somewhere.

She walked slowly forward, prudent and attentive, watching my faint smile.
"Excuse me," I said directly she had approached me near enough.

"Perhaps you would like to know that Mr.Fyne is upstairs with Captain Anthony at this moment." She uttered a faint "Ah! Mr.Fyne!" I could read in her eyes that she had recognized me now.

Her serious expression extinguished the imbecile grin of which I was conscious.

I raised my hat.