The conversation now was on the subject of a much talked of case which had finished that day at the Old Bailey. Whenever his thin precise little voice was raised there was always a respectful silence. Though he had long retired from active practice, there was no man in England whose opinion was so respected by the members of his own fraternity. He was a member of a famous firm of solicitors, and the most famous member of that firm, he was said to know more of backstairs history than any man in England and he was a specialist on criminology. Treves was close on eighty, a very ripe and experienced eighty. Justice Cleaver, Lewis of Lewis and Trench and old Mr. There was Martin-dale the solicitor, Rufus Lord, KC, young Daniels who had made a name for himself in the Carstairs case, a sprinkling of other barristers, Mr. The group round the fireplace was nearly all composed of lawyers or those who had an interest in the law. This is a story for your pleasure and not a candidate for Mr. All I ask is that you should sternly restrain your critical faculties (doubtless sharpened by your recent excesses in that line!) when reading it. Since you are kind enough to say you like my stories, I venture to dedicate this book to you.
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