"Then if you hear or see anything likely to lead to a revelation of the truth, you will remember. By the way, you don't know how Senora Gredos got that photograph?"
"No, sir, I do not."
"And you think Mrs. Herne is Senora Gredos' mother?"
"Yes, sir, I do."
"Thank you, that will do for the present. Keep your eyes open and your mouth closed, and when you hear of anything likely to interest me, call at the address I gave you."
"Yes, sir," said Susan, and took her leave, not without another lingering glance at the door behind which Mallow waited impatiently.
When she was gone, Jennings went into the next room to find Cuthbert smoking. He jumped up when he saw the detective. "Well, has that silly girl gone?" he asked angrily.
"Yes, poor soul. You needn't get in a wax, Mallow. The girl can't help falling in love with you. Poor people have feelings as well as rich."
"I know that, but it's ridiculous: especially as I never saw the girl before, and then I love only Juliet."
"You are sure of that?"