"I do; but my mother does not know her under that name."
"What do you mean?"
Miss Colmer made no immediate reply. She compressed her beautiful lips tightly together, and looked out of the window.
"I see that I shall have to make a confidant of you, sir," she said, slowly, "although I do not recognise your claim to demand an explanation."
"Pardon me, Miss Colmer," said Fanks, with the utmost politeness, "the law gives me every right. By your visit to Half-Moon Street where the murdered man lived you implicated yourself in the matter. I can see by the hints of yourself and Hersham that you both know more than you choose to tell; and as I am deputed to search out the truth, I can call on you to reveal all you know."
"I made my confession yesterday."
"Was it the truth?"
"It was the truth so far as it went."
"Ah! then there is more to tell?"
"Yes," said Anne, after a pause; "there is more to tell; but not yet, not yet."