"No. But he said that you would know him."
Cynthia shrugged her shoulders.
"Very well, Howard. Show him in."
Visitors who would not give their names but claimed to be citizens of Ludsey were not infrequent while Parliament was in session. They usually came with the same request--the loan of their fare home, where they had relations to look after them; and they were usually impostors, who had not so much as seen the spire of St. Anne's Church. But, on the other hand, there was always a possibility that the case might be genuine, and Cynthia made it a rule to see them. She had already got her purse out of her bag when the door was opened. But she dropped it when she saw her visitor.
"M. Poizat," she cried, and she held out her hand to him.
M. Poizat, however, did not take it.
"You have been kept waiting. You should have sent in your name."
M. Poizat shook his head.
"Would you have received me if I had, Mrs. Rames?"
"Of course."