Icallatedhe\'drunacrostyousometime。“
Victoriaraisedhereyes，sparklingwithhumour，andtheymetAusten\'s。
“Wewasjusttalkin\'aboutyou，“criedMr。Meader，cordially；“comerightin。“HeturnedtoVictoria。“Iwanttomakeyouacquainted，“hesaid，“withAustenVane。“
“Andwon\'tyoutellhimwhoIam，Mr。Meader？“saidVictoria。
“Well，“saidMr。Meader，apologetically，“thatwasstupidofme——wahn\'tit？ButIcallatedhe\'dknow。She\'sthedaughteroftherailrudpresident——the\'onethatwasaskin\'aboutyou。“