"My father and mother are living," she said; "but they are in India. That is a great way off."
"And you live here?" said Gus, suddenly remembering that he was there to gather information.
"Yes, in my grandfather's home."
"It's a big house," said Gus, glancing round. "I s'pose you don't live here all by yourself?"
"Certainly not," said the girl, laughing. "An aunt, my father's sister, is here for a while, taking care of me, and there are the three servants besides."
"No man?" asked Gus.
"No man-servant, if that is what you mean; but my grandfather of course lives here, only just now he is away on a visit."
"Oh," said Gus. So far he had had no difficulty in getting the information he wanted, and just at that moment the kitten came creeping round the corner of the window.
"Here's your kitten," said Gus.
"It's not my kitten," said the girl; "it's a poor stray thing."