"The Killigrews," I said.
"Yes, but they will not come here." He spoke with certainty, and I could not help believing that he told the truth.
"Who are you, Uncle Anthony?" I asked.
"A friend of the oppressed, and one who never forgets a kindness," he replied.
"Have you powers more than is ordinarily possessed by men?"
"There be those who have eyes, and see, and there be those who have eyes and see not. I see."
"How know you what my name is?"
He smiled. "Is the name of Trevanion an obscure one? Are the features of the Trevanions unknown? Cornwall is not a large county, and there be those who know it well."
"But you knew not when we entered Endellion together."