Among my fellow-passengers were your uncle and Mr.Bulmer." Iris had long relinquished any hope of communicating with Bootle until the present deadlock in the operations of the two armies was a thing of the past.

Completely mystified now by Carmela's glib reference to the two men whose names were so often in her thoughts though seldom on her lips, she could only gaze at the Senhora De Sylva in silent bewilderment.
Carmela, feeling that she was gaining ground rapidly, affected a note of polite regret.
"Please forgive me for being so abrupt.

Perhaps I ought to have prepared you.

But it is quite true.

Mr.Verity and Mr.Bulmer came with me from Europe.