In fact, if she mentions my name--" "To confess the truth, sir, I am not acquainted with your name." The Creole smiled a genuine surprise.
"I thought you knew it." He laughed a little at himself.

"We have nevertheless become very good friends--I believe?
Well, in fact then, Mr.Frowenfeld, you might say you do not know who put the money in." He extended his open palm with the purse hanging across it.

Joseph was about to object to this statement, but the Creole, putting on an expression of anxious desire, said: "I mean, not by name.

It is somewhat important to me, Mr.Frowenfeld, that that lady should not know my present action.

If you want to do those two ladies a favor, you may rest assured the way to do it is to say you do not know who put this gold." The Creole in his earnestness slipped in his idiom.