"You come from Trennach," said Frank suddenly, speaking upon impulse.
"From Trennach?" repeated the stranger, vaguely, and evincing no surprise.
"Or from some one there," continued Frank. "Employed by him to—to look after his villainous interests here."
"I am my own employer, young man."
"What is your name, pray?"
"If I thought it concerned you to know it, I might, perhaps, inform you," was the answer, civilly delivered.
"But suppose it does concern me?"
"It is my opinion that it does not."
"At any rate your business here does."
"Does it?"