Then there flashed over him Ferris's sinister advice to leave things alone in the world that he had left.

He felt that he could stand this no longer, and the next instant he found himself again in the wintry streets of Cincinnati.
The name of the lawyers, Benham and Brown, kept repeating itself in his mind, and he resolved to go to their office and hear, if he could, what preparations were being made for the defence of a woman whom he knew to be innocent.

He found, when he got to the office of these noted lawyers, that the two principals were locked in their private room; and going there, he found them discussing the case with the coolness and impersonal feeling that noted lawyers have even when speaking of issues that involve life or death.
"Yes," Benham was saying, "I think that, unless anything new turns up, that is the best line of defence we can adopt." "What do you think might turn up ?" asked Brown.
"Well, you can never tell in these cases.

They may find something else--they may find the poison, for instance, or the package that contained it.

Perhaps a druggist will remember having sold it to this woman, and then, of course, we shall have to change our plans.