"I don't see how he knew me," she went on, puzzled. "I'm very secluded here. I don't know a soul in the place, except you."
"You know him, or did. He says he owes you something, and—"
"What is his name?" she demanded, interrupting.
"I thought you'd ask that before. But you wished to place him for yourself, didn't you? And I'm afraid you'll have to. You see, when he volunteered it was on certain conditions; and that he was not to be known in the premises was one of them."
"But you've told me everything but his name."
"That was especially stipulated."
"And I am never to be any the wiser?" she inquired. "That seems hardly fair. Since I can't pay him I certainly should be permitted to thank him."
"I'll take your thanks to him."
"No. I wish to thank him myself, in person."
"You want him to come here?"