Both Thusis and Clelia had said the same thing to me.
"Smith?"
"What?"
"Did you know Thusis and Clelia before you met them here?"
"No."
"Do you know why they're here?"
"I can guess."
"Do you know who they really are?"
"No," he said honestly, "I don't. And I can not seem to find out. All I know is that their purpose in coming here does conflict with mine——"
The pretty fanfare of a postilion's horn cut him short.