I saw a very charming lady at the head of the stairs--your mother, I believe--who gave me her fingers and called me Mr.Martin.Your uncle shook hands with me, looking over my head to welcome some one behind.

I passed on with the rest.

The fault remains, beyond a doubt, with your majordomo and my uncommon name." "Since I have discovered you, then," she declared, "you had better let me take you to my uncle.

He has been looking everywhere for you for the last hour.

We will go this way." She laid the extreme tips of her fingers upon his coat sleeve.