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Rh  Against me?  [Nodding.] He says you are not the person you represent yourself to be—Freda Michel, a Swiss girl from Zurich—but one Margaret Schiller, belonging to a family of enemy origin, living in Soho Square.  [Trembling, yet trying to laugh.] But doesn't—doesn't that strike you as a very ridiculous story, sir?  It does. I confess it does. But there are perplexing circumstances. Perhaps you can dissipate them.  My head is not very clear to-night, sir. The noise of the train——  [Having taken up the two telegrams.] You told me a while ago that you had never been in England before. That was true?  [Putting on bold front.] Quite true, sir.  Have you any friends in London?  No, sir.  You don't know this Margaret Schiller?