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32 People seemed to be always wanting me as one, and then reluctantly abandoning me!

"Your kindness and sympathy have helped me a lot," said I.

"They won't pay your way."

"I have no way. So far as I can see, I shall have to stop in Cannes, anonymously so to speak, for the rest of my life."

"Where would you like to go, if you could choose—since you can't go to your relations?"

Again my thoughts travelled after Miss Paget, as if she had been a fat, red will-o'-the-wisp.

"To England, perhaps," I answered. "In a few weeks from now I might be able to find a position there." And I went on to tell, in as few words as possible, my adventure in the railway train.

"H'm!" said Lady Kilmarny. "We 'll look her up in Who's Who, and see if she exists. If she 's anybody, she 'll be there. And Who's Who I always have with me, abroad. One meets so many pretenders, it 's quite dangerous."

"How can you tell I'm not one?" I asked. "Yet you spoke to me."

"Why, you 're down in a kind of invisible book, called 'You 're You.' It 's sufficient reference for me. Besides, if your two eyes could n't be trusted, it would be easy to shed you."

Lady Kilmarny said this smilingly, as she found the red book, and passed her finger down the columns of P's.

"Yes, here 's the name, and the two addresses on the visiting-card. She 's the Honourable Maria Paget, only