“I thought I recognized her,” said Thompson, “I went over to her table and had a good look to make sure.”
“Don’t pretend you know her,” I said “She certainly didn’t know you.”
“I looked at her photograph five times at least last night while you were asleep.”
I thought this over for a minute. Then I said:
“You don’t mean to tell me that she’s the girl that boy is engaged to be married to?”
“The exact same girl,” said Thompson. “I couldn’t be mistaken.”
I meditated on the situation.
“I hope,” I said, “that he won’t have left the cathedral before she gets there.”
“No fear,” said Thompson, “he’s a most conscientious boy. Having started out to do that cathedral he’ll look at every stone of it before he leaves. He’ll be there for hours yet. What I’m afraid of is that she won’t go there.”
“She started in the right direction,” I said “I saw her out of the window.”