"Yes," Ulick answered, "I have seen her."
"You met her?"
"Yes."
"By accident?"
"Yes."
"Tell me about it."
Ulick was too excited to sit down; he walked about the hearthrug in order to give more emphasis to his story.
"My hansom turned suddenly out of a large thoroughfare into some mean streets, and the neighbourhood seemed so sordid that I was just going to tell the driver to avoid such short cuts for the future when I caught sight of a tall figure in brown holland. To meet Evelyn in such a neighbourhood seemed very unlikely, but as the cab drew nearer I could not doubt that it was she. I put up my stick, but at that moment Evelyn turned into a doorway."
"You knocked?"
Ulick nodded.