Gabriel put considerable thought into this, gazing into the water as he did. It sounded something like a person's name, but he didn't recognise it; if it was the name of a place, he didn't know it either.

"I must confess," he said, drawing his attention from the pond to Barnaby with a slight frown, "I haven't. Is that where you're from?"

That couldn't be right. Even if it was a small town, Gabriel ought to at least have heard of it, especially if there were people there who were of the blood.