Jennie made a plunge.
"Have you anything about—about spires?"
The lady smiled gently.
"About church spires?"
The girl thought it was—chapel spires—especially French ones.
The kindly little gentleman, being accustomed to this kind of search, was called into counsel.
In the end she selected a work on the old churches of Paris, which she thought might give her the information she desired.
"And now a third book?"
Here she was on safer ground. The English name had caught her ear with more precision than the foreign ones.
"Have you got anything about a Lady Hamilton?"