"But I don't know you.

Who may you be, now ?" "My name, sir, is Glassdale," answered the other.

"I've just come from your solicitor's.

I called to see him this afternoon--and he told me that the business I called about could only be dealt with--or discussed--with you.

So--I came here." Folliot, who had been cutting slips off a rose-tree, closed his knife and put it away in his old jacket.