"I shall be delighted to call, Miss Linisfarne; and I promise you I shall appear more respectably dressed when I again make my appearance."
"Will you leave your card on the occasion of your next visit?" she asked meaningly.
"I am afraid that would not be much use, madam," he answered, avoiding the trap so skilfully laid. "You know my name."
"Your travelling name only."
"It will suffice for Farbis."
"That may be, sir, but will it suffice for me?"
Pushed into a corner, Dan hardly knew what reply to make. She was evidently determined to force him to speak, but he was fully as obstinate as she, and doggedly refused to gratify her desire. Yet not wishing to appear rude, he temporized.
"In a week or so I shall tell you my name, if you still desire to know it, Miss Linisfarne."
"You promise that?" she said eagerly.
"I promise you faithfully," he answered, knowing well that did he wish to enlist her in his wooing it would be shortly necessary to confess all to her, as he had already done to Jarner. Then he tried to discover her secret, and, in his turn, asked questions. She proved to be as clever as he in baffling curiosity.