I haven't been able to find out.

No, I don't know.

He may have been anything.

All I know is that once, years ago when I went to see the Derby with a friend, I saw a pea- and-thimble chap who looked just like that old mystery father out of a cab." All this the goggle-eyed mate had said in a resentful and melancholy voice, with pauses, to the gentle murmur of the sea.

It was for him a bitter sort of pleasure to have a fresh pair of ears, a newcomer, to whom he could repeat all these matters of grief and suspicion talked over endlessly by the band of Captain Anthony's faithful subordinates.