“Not a line, the monster! And I'll serve her out. I'll teach her to play hide-and-seek with Gale, M.D.!”
“Zutzig!” said Vizard; “how can you know?”
“What does that matter? Well, yes—I will reveal the mental process. First of all, she has gone to her mother.”
“How do you know that?”
“Oh, dear, dear, dear! Because that is where every daughter goes in trouble. I should—she has. Fancy you not seeing that—why, Fanny Dover would have told you that much in a moment. But now you will have to thank my mother for teaching me Attention, the parent of Memory. Pray, sir, who were the witnesses to that abominable marriage of hers?”
“I remember two, Baron Hompesch—”
“No, Count Hompesch.”
“And Count Meurice.”
“Viscount. What, have you forgotten Herr Formes, Fraulein Graafe, Zug the Capellmeister, and her very mother? Come now, whose daughter is she?”
“I forget, I'm sure.”