He scratched his head in a meditative way for some moments.
"I've heard the name times and often," he said, "though I never set eyes upon the gentleman.

William Carley has been bailiff at the Grange these twenty years, and I don't believe as the owner has ever come nigh the place in all that time.

Let me see,--it's a common name enough, though the gentleman is a baronight.

Forster--that's it--Sir something Forster." "Sir David ?" cried Gilbert.
"You've hit it, sir.

Sir David Forster--that's the gentleman." Sir David Forster! He had little doubt after this that the strangers at the Grange had been Marian and her husband.