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cigar, studying the expression of my face in the light, as though deciding upon a course of action. Neale moved uneasily, but made no attempt to break the silence. Finally, with a more noticeable drawl in his voice, the man in the armchair began his explanation.

“Very good; we ‘ll come down to facts. It will not take long. In the first place my name is Vail–Justus C. Vail. That may tell you who I am?”

I shook my head negatively.

“No; well, I am a lawyer of some reputation in this State, and my entire interest in this affair is that of legal adviser to Mr. Neale. With this in mind I will state briefly the peculiar circumstances wherein you are involved.” He checked the points off carefully with one hand, occasionally glancing at a slip of paper lying on the table as though to refresh his memory. I listened intently, watching his face, and dimly conscious of Neale’s restlessness. “Here is the case as submitted to me: Judge Philo Henley, formerly of the United States Circuit Court, retired