And there's a young woman--" "A what ?" Maraton asked.
"A young woman," Henneford continued,--"secretary's sister or something." Maraton smiled.
"Miss Thurnbrein." "What, the tailoress ?" Preston replied.

"She's a good sort.

Wrote rare stuff, she did, about her trade.

They are out together, seeing the sights.

Didn't expect you quite so soon, I expect." Maraton looked around the little sitting-room.