"You told me," said Lala Roy, "that another Iris had just come from America to claim an inheritance of your cousin."
"Yes; it is a very strange coincidence."
"Very strange. Two Englishmen die in America at the same time, each having a daughter named Iris, and each daughter entitled to some kind of inheritance."
Lala Roy spoke slowly, and with meaning.
"Oh!" cried Arnold. "It is more than strange. Do you think—is it possible—"
He could not for the moment clothe his thoughts in words.
"Do you know if any one has brought this girl to England?"
"Yes; she was brought over by a young American physician, one of the family who adopted and brought her up."
"What is he like—the young American physician?"
"I have not seen him."