"Something has happened to me," she said. "To-day I have seen some one I know."
"Some one you know?" he echoed. "Here?"
She nodded her head.
"Some one I know," she repeated, "though I do not know her name. I should like to know it."
"Her name," he said. "Then it is a woman?"
"Yes, a woman—a young woman. I saw her abroad—four—five times."
She began to check off the number of times on her fingers.
"In Florence once," she said. "In Munich twice; in Paris—yes, in Paris twice again."
"When and how?" he asked.