“He is only ten.”
“Hardly more than a child.”
“My wife and son and my sister are at present in Kentucky with my wife's aunt, Miss Dunois; only my younger daughter is with me in Banbridge.”
“Catherine Dunois?”
“Yes.”
“I used to know her very well. She was a beauty, with the spirit of a duchess.”
“The spirit still survives,” said Carroll, smiling.
“She must be quite old.”
“Nearly eighty.”
The elevator going up stopped in response to a signal from Fowler. He extended his hand. “Well, good-day,” said Fowler. “I am glad we chanced to meet.”