"No."
"Ever seen him since?"
Zillah hesitated for a moment.
"I saw him—accidentally—in Kensington Gardens, on Sunday," she answered at last.
"Have any conversation with him?"
"Yes," admitted Zillah.
"About—pawnbroking?"
"No!" retorted Zillah. "About his work—writing."
"Did he tell you he was very hard up?"
"I knew that!" said Zillah. "Hadn't he pawned his watch?"