and that Mr. Justice Borrow was already giving judgment in Ronald
Breton's favour.

In another minute he was walking out of the gallery in rear of the two
sisters.

"Very good--very good, indeed," he said, absent-mindedly. "I thought he
put his facts very clearly and concisely."

Downstairs, in the corridor, Ronald Breton was talking to Mr. Elphick.
He pointed a finger at Spargo as the latter came up with the girls:
Spargo gathered that Breton was speaking of the murder and of his,
Spargo's, connection with it. And directly they approached, he spoke.

"This is Mr. Spargo, sub-editor of the _Watchman_." Breton said. "Mr.
Elphick--Mr. Spargo. I was just telling Mr. Elphick, Spargo, that you
saw this poor man soon after he was found."

Spargo, glancing at Mr. Elphick, saw that he was deeply interested. The
elderly barrister took him--literally--by the button-hole.

"My dear sir!" he said. "You--saw this poor fellow? Lying dead--in the
third entry down Middle Temple Lane! The third entry, eh?"

"Yes," replied Spargo, simply. "I saw him. It was the third entry."

"Singular!" said Mr. Elphick, musingly. "I know a man who lives in that
house. In fact, I visited him last night, and did not leave until
nearly midnight. And this unfortunate man had Mr. Ronald Breton's name
and address in his pocket?"