“Er—did you notice that man who came in just before tea, with the girl in the pink frock? He was sitting over there, on the right?”
“Yes, I noticed him. I could see him quite well. Why?”
“What did you think of him?”
“Quite nice. I liked his face. Good-natured and interesting.”
Erskine laughed.
“Sure?”
“Quite sure. Why?”
“Don’t recognise him at all? Doesn’t remind you of any one you know?”
“Not in the least. Why should he?”
Erskine laughed again.