Zoe Barbille.

He was a man of about thirty-three, clean-shaven, dark-haired, with an expression of cleverness; yet with an irresponsible something about him which M.
Fille had reflected upon with concern.

For this slim, eager, talkative, half-invalid visitor to St.Saviour's had of late shown a marked liking for the presence and person of Zoe Barbille; and Zoe was as dear to M.
Fille as though she were his own daughter.

He it was who, in sarcasm, had spoken of this young stranger as "The Man from Outside." Ever since Zoe's mother had vanished--alone--seven years before from the Manor Cartier, or rather from his office at Vilray, M.Fille had been as much like a maiden aunt or a very elder brother to the Spanische's daughter as a man could be.

Of M.Fille's influence over his daughter and her love of his companionship, Jean Jacques had no jealousy whatever.