“Who is she?”
“Oh, bother! The young lady I mean sat exactly opposite to you and me—a beautiful young girl; an Engländerin—fair, with that hair that we never see here, and—”
“In a brown hat—sitting next to Vincent. I saw her—yes.”
“She saw you too.”
“She must have been blind if she hadn’t.”
“Have you seen her before?”
“I have seen her before—yes.”
“And spoken to her?”
“Even spoken to her.”
“Do tell me what it all means.”