The stranger did not reply, but surveyed him closely all the while.
"You must have had good company out there to be so silent now that you have arrived."
Then the man spoke. "What's your name?" he asked abruptly. "Is it Granger?"
"I was always told so, and have as yet found no good reason for believing otherwise."
"Then this is the store of Garnier, Parwin, and Wrath, to which I was directed by Robert Pilgrim of God's Voice?"
"That is right, but I don't often have the pleasure of entertaining guests from God's Voice."
The stranger paused in doubt, as though choosing the best words to say; then he blurted out, "But you're a gentleman?"
"I hope so."
"An Oxford man?"
"Yes."