There was a little pause, during which neither spoke. At last, returning to the only topic in either mind, Tressamer observed: 'I have been deep in this ever since it occurred. I have been running up and down to Porthstone. I was at the inquest and in the police-court, but I thought it best to do nothing, and let the public think she was undefended. It may soften their feeling towards her. All these little things have to be thought of.' 'Yes; don't you remember that famous Shepherdsbury case? The man who acted for the prisoner--the solicitor, I think it was--made such a brilliant fight in the police-court that the magistrates hesitated to commit; but the result was that the Crown knew all about the defence, and when the real trial came, the man hadn't a chance. Always reserve your defence.' 'Yes; but you forget, the solicitor has got a splendid practice through it,' was the bitter answer. 'Few men in the West of England are doing better in that class of business. Did you know--but of course you didn't--that I was down at Porthstone only two days before the thing happened?' 'No; were you?' 'Yes; and I was staying in Abertaff that very night. I intended coming up to town the first thing in the morning, but something detained me, and in a few hours the news arrived. So I went down at once, saw Eleanor at the police-station, and advised her what to do before any of those meddling Pollards got at her.' 'Pollards? Why, they are briefing me for the prosecution!' 'Yes, I know. Pollard conducted it in the police-court. At the inquest he represented that man Lewis, the nephew, and very bitter he was, too. But I made Eleanor choke him off before that. Wouldn't have him at any price. I have got a quiet old chap in Abertaff now who won't interfere--old Morgan.' 'Do you know, I thought he was trying to press the case rather in my brief. This accounts for it. But what sort of a man is this Lewis?' 'Oh, a big, coarse-looking fellow. Came back from Australia just before it happened. A brute! He's egging on the Crown. She left him all her money--about twenty thousand--but the jewels are supposed to be worth nearly as much more, and he's lost them, and so he's savage.' 'I say, George, I don't know that I ought to say it, but has it occurred to you as at all curious that he should have returned the very night it was done?' A gleam of furtive joy crossed the other's face, and instantly vanished again. _'Has that struck you_?' he said, and seemed about to add something more. But he restrained himself, and merely added: 'The less you and I talk about it the better, perhaps. Coming out?' And they left the chambers together.