Useless to say soothingly to the lady visitor that she was the widow of a gentleman who had been laid to rest in Westminster Abbey! "I know nothing about it," said Priam doggedly.
"I suppose you'll not deny, sir, that your name is Henry Leek," said Henry, jumping up to stand by Matthew.
"I deny everything," said Priam doggedly.

How could he explain?
If he had not been able to convince Alice that he was not Henry Leek, could he hope to convince these visitors?
"I suppose, madam," Henry continued, addressing Alice in impressive tones as if she were a crowded congregation, "that at any rate you and my father are--er--living here together under the name of Mr.and Mrs.
Henry Leek ?" Alice merely lifted her eyebrows.
"It's all a mistake," said Priam impatiently.

Then he had a brilliant inspiration.

"As if there was only one Henry Leek in the world!" "Do you really recognize my husband ?" Alice asked.
"Your husband, madam!" Matthew protested, shocked.
"I wouldn't say that I recognized him as he _was_," said the real Mrs.
Henry Leek.

"No more than he recognizes me.