“Stoke Revel Manor House.”
“What is the duration of the visit?”
“Fixed at a month, but may be shortened at any time for bad behaviour.”
“Your purpose in coming to Stoke Revel?”
“A Sentimental Journey, in search of fond relations.”
“Have you found these relations?”
“I’ve found them; but the fondness is still to seek.”
“Have you left your family in America?”
“I have no one belonging to me in the world,” she answered simply, and her bright face clouded suddenly.
There was a moment’s rather embarrassed silence. “It’s getting to be a sad game”; 78 she said. “It’s my turn now. I’ll be the cross-examiner, but not having had your legal training, I’ll tell you a few facts about this witness to begin with. He’s a lawyer; I know that already. Your Christian name, sir?”