“Do you know my name?” said David Arden.
“Well, no, I don't at present remember.”
“Do you know that gentleman's name?”
“His name?”
“Ay, his name.”
“Well, no; I may have heard it, and I may bring it to mind, by-and-by.”
Longcluse smiled and shrugged, looking at Mr. Arden, and he said to the man—
“So you don't know that gentleman's name, nor mine?”
The man looked at each, hard and a little anxiously, like a person who feels that he may be making a very serious mistake; but after a pause he said decisively—“No, I don't at present. I say I don't know your names, either of you gentlemen, and I don't.”
The two gentlemen exchanged glances.