"I suppose you alluded to this power when you once said you had conquered every nation under the sun?"
"Oh! only that I had willed girls of most nationalities."
"And who are the two you are looking after now?"
"One I have found; she is a Swiss. The other I am looking for; she is an Australian."
"Australian, eh? I fancy I could fit you up there. I know a jolly girl from Australia."
"You do? By Jove, Tommy, that's glorious! Who is she?"
"I don't know her very well. She lives in one of the suburbs with some retired Australians, called Whyte. Her name is Amy Johnson."
"Is she good-looking?"
"She's more, she's sweetly pretty. But I believe she is engaged to a young fellow named Morris, also an Australian."
"That makes it all the more interesting. But how are we to meet?" said Wyck, really roused.