"Mr. Jelnik is Doctor Jelnik's son."
"What!" shrieked The Author. And with unfeigned amazement: "In the name of high heaven, what is Jelnik's son doing here?"
"Mr. Jelnik's mother was a Miss Hynds. She met and married your doctor abroad."
That sixth sense possessed by him to an unusual degree, warned him that he was on the trail of Copy.
"May I ask questions?" he demanded.
"Of course."
"You inherited this property from an old aunt, I believe?"
"She wasn't my aunt, really. She married my mother's uncle, Johnny Scarlett."
"I see. And Jelnik's mother was a Miss Hynds. How long has he been here?"
"For some time before we came."