H. Bedford-Jones, A Discord in Avalon — Chapter IX (1914)
“ Quentin could almost have sworn that there was sight in the violet eyes that went from one to the other of them."You are now breakfasting with two famous professional men, Miss Palmer," he went on, forcing a laugh. Now that he had found out what he wanted to know, he refused to torture the girl further. If she was a pickpocket—well and good; it was still to be explained how she had known of his own intimacy with Dolly Burlington. "But it is the gentlemen who are honored," added Burlington, with heavy gallantry. "You are a native daughter, Miss Palmer?" ”
