At that moment there was a tap at the door.
Chapter Twenty Seven.
“It’s him; it’s him!”
“Come in.”
Mrs Denton entered timidly, looking nervously at the stranger, and then said deprecatingly:
“Mrs Hampton sent me, sir, to say she should be glad to speak to you, sir.”
“Yes, yes, of course. Well, sir, I have heard all you wanted to say?”
“No, not yet,” cried the young man excitedly. “I say, old lady, you remember me?”