Yours, I suppose, is known here.

Mine is not, nor do I desire it should be.

I want speech of you, that is all.' 'I am greatly honoured,' M.de Rosny replied, gazing at him eagerly.
'Yet, who told you I was here ?' 'I saw you pass under a lamp in the street,' the stranger answered.

'I knew your horse first, and you afterwards, and bade a groom follow you.
Believe me,' he added, with a gesture of the hand, 'you have nothing to fear from me.' 'I accept the assurance in the spirit in which it is offered,' my companion answered with a graceful bow, 'and think myself fortunate in being recognised'-- he paused a moment and then continued--'by a Frenchman and a man of honour.' The stranger shrugged his shoulders.

'Your pardon, then,' he said, 'if I seem abrupt.