"Off we start," said the boy.
"I want to know who that gentleman is who went into the house you have just left?"
"That gent as let himself in with his latch-key. Oh, that's Mr. Felix."
"It's not true," said Emilia.
"Oh, you're going to cry off, are you? I call that mean, I do. I tell you it's Mr. Felix."
Emilia considered a moment. What more likely than that Leonard Paget was living there under an assumed name?
"Are you sure? Here is the first shilling."
"Cock sure. Why, he's lived there years and years, and there's nobody in the house but him. There's a housekeeper, Mrs. Middlemore; she took in a loaf from me."
"Does this Mr. Felix live there regularly?"
"I see him regularly, so he lives there regularly. Anything more I can do for you?"