“The Ulimans; my sister was the wife of Thomas Uliman.”
“Oh!” said the Chief, and then he leaned forward and touched the bell.
“Send Sanford in,” he said to the boy who appeared in the doorway.
In another moment Sanford stood before them.
“Sanford,” said his Chief, “Thomas Uliman and wife, residents here twenty years ago, are to be found. Have the records searched, and if necessary take other steps. Stop: what was the calling of this Thomas Uliman?”
“Merchant,” said John Ainsworth.
Sanford started suddenly, and lifted one hand to his mouth.
“I wonder—” he began, and then checked himself, bowed, and turned toward the door. “Had this gentleman a middle name?” he asked, with his hand upon the latch.
“Yes; it was R., I believe; Thomas R. Uliman,” replied the Australian.
Sanford bowed again and went out quietly. Then Mr. Ainsworth turned toward the Chief.