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At the moment the child's implication of bad faith did not strike Ida, for here was something in the way of good fortune which she had not expected. The girl was angry with her, of course, which was only natural in the circumstances, for Ida had made a deliberate promise which, apparently, she had as deliberately ignored. She saw the quivering anger on the girl's face, and the passionate determination blazing in her eyes. But Ida was not troubled about that at all. She was trembling, with hope that the waif could tell her where Arnold Gray might be found. He had been spirited away, by some enemy, the situation had been complicated in an unexpected manner, and Ida was now in a position to command information for which the Foreign Office would gladly have paid a large sum of money.
"Come inside," she said. "Let me see, what did you tell me your name was?'