long since decided that she was such a one.
"Of course you'll keep this appointment," said Madame Alpenny eagerly, when she handed Hench his tea.
"I'm not sure. You see, I may not be the person wanted."
"Pfui!" said the woman contemptuously, and her large, dark eyes sparkled. "Why, the word Rhaiadr proves conclusively that you are the person. It is strange, Mr. Hench," she continued with great vivacity, "that I should have heard the word from you only a few days before this advertisement appeared."
"It's very strange," assented the young man, with his eyes searching her face. "You know nothing about the advertisement, I suppose?"
"Eh, but why should I?" she asked in amazement. "Only by chance did I see the name Rhaiadr, and immediately brought the paper to you, remembering our conversation of some days back. I presume, sir," she went on, with a shrug, "that you do not think I put in the advertisement?"
"Oh, no; by no means," said Owain hastily; "but you might have mentioned the Welsh name to some one else."
"No," said Madame Alpenny decidedly. "That is, I mentioned it only to Zara, and she took little notice of what I mentioned. Of course, there was Mr. Spruce, who was in this room when we talked about my meeting with your father. But he is not likely to have asked you to meet him in Essex, when he can see you here any day; also he probably has not seen the advertisement."
"Oh, I don't suspect Spruce, Madame; and that reminds me, it will be as well to say nothing to Spruce about the matter."
"Am I a chatter-box, or a fool?" asked Madame fiercely, and with a lowering look on her face. "Certainly I will say nothing to Mr. Spruce. But you must tell me all that takes place when you meet whosoever you are to meet."
"I am going to meet no one," retorted Hench resolutely; "there is no need for me to do so."
"But, my friend, you will hear of something greatly to your advantage, as it said in the newspaper," expostulated the woman, frowning.
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