"Yes, he did," was the ready reply. "There's no mistaking Thompson, once you set eyes upon him."
"Can you tell us who hired that cab?"
"I should say it was the gentleman who was about the house for an hour or more, and who was in this parlour for more than ten minutes talking with--with—" But her eyes lighted upon Old Wheels, who was listening with strained attention to every word that passed, and she hesitated.
"Talking with whom?" inquired Felix quickly. "With a gentleman?"
"No," with another hesitating look towards Old Wheels; "with a lady."
"A young lady?"
"Yes."
"Do not hesitate to answer, there's a good creature. You know who the lady is, evidently."
"Yes; but I would rather not say. If you like to mention who you think it is, I'll tell you, if you're right."
"Was it this gentleman's granddaughter?" asked Felix, hazarding the guess.