Though he knew just when to speak, his reply was rather tame.
"There's something in that, too—you are right."
She suddenly smiled, with a pretty air of confusion.
"Surely," she said. "And now to business: first, Mrs. Bates——"
"One moment," broke in Furneaux. "Something has caused me to wish to ask you—do you know Mr. Osborne's relatives?"
"I know of them. He has only a younger brother, Ralph, who is at Harvard University—and an aunt."
"Aunt's name Rosalind?"
"No—Priscilla—Priscilla Emptage."
"Who, then, may 'Rosalind' be?"
"No connection of his. You must have made some mistake."