“Longer than I like to think about,” she answered. “I was a girl when my parents sent me home.”
“You mean to England?”
“Yes.”
“What town were you in, or near, when you lived in Queensland?”
“Monkarra—if one can call it a town,” she answered.
“Indeed! I know Monkarra. I have been there several times. I wonder I never met you or your people.”
“Australia is a big place, Mr. Blenkiron.”
“But its population is small, and Monkarra, as you say, is only a hamlet. Some one told me your father’s name was Robertson.”
“People seem to have been talking a lot to you about me,” she said quickly.
“And can you be surprised?”