The girls and Uncle John eyed one another enquiringly.
"Our duke seems to bear no good reputation," said Beth, in a tone so low that Frascatti could not overhear.

"Everyone fears to speak of him." "Singular," said Uncle John, "that Patsy's friend turns out to be a mystery, even in his own home.

I wonder if he is a leader of the Mafia, or just a common brigand ?" "In either case," said Patsy, "he will not care to injure us, I am sure.
We all treated him very nicely, and I just made him talk and be sociable, whether he wanted to or not.

That ought to count for something in our favor.

But my opinion is that he's just a gruff old nobleman who lives in the hills and makes few friends." "And hasn't a name, any more than Louise's count has.