However, she
would have nothing to do with me, and after a little while I lost sight
of her. I did happen to hear that her father, having lost his first
wife, had married again, that the girl was not happy at home, and had
gone off on a long visit to some friends in the United States. Then for
years I heard nothing. One evening, about ten years after my first
meeting with her, I read in the evening papers the accounts of a
'Supposed Murder at Brighton.' Next morning Riley & Bonner retained me
for the defence. Mr. Riley came to see me, with Mr. Sparling, the
husband of the incriminated lady, and it was in the course of my
consultation with them that I learned who Mrs. Sparling was. I had to
consider whether to take up the case or not; I saw at once it would be a
fight for her life, and I accepted it."
"What a terrible--terrible--position!" murmured Lady Lucy, who was
shading her eyes with her hand.
Sir James took no notice. His trained mind and sense were now wholly
concerned with the presentation of his story.
"The main facts, as I see them, were these. Juliet Wentworth had
married--four years before this date--a scholar and archaeologist whom
she had met at Harvard during her American stay.
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