Meldon took up the Irish paper again, and re-read very
carefully the interview with the reporter on the evening of the trial.
Then he folded up all three papers and leaned over towards Miss King.
"You must excuse me," he said, "if I didn't recognise you just now.
You put me out by giving your name as Miss King. I'm much more
familiar with your other name. Everybody is, you know."
Miss King was mollified by the apology. She looked up from her papers
and smiled.
"How did you find me out?" she asked.
"By your picture in the papers," he said. "If you'll allow me to say
so, it's a particularly good likeness and well reproduced. Of course,
in your case, they'd take particular care not to print the usual kind
of smudge."
Miss King was strongly inclined to ask for the papers. Her portrait
had, she knew, appeared in the _Illustrated London News_ and in two
literary journals. She did not know that it had been reproduced in the
daily press. The news excited and pleased her greatly. She had a
short struggle with herself, in which self-respect triumphed. She did
not ask for the papers, but assumed an air of bored indifference.
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