But I should like to hear what you and Jervis make of the case as reported in the newspapers." "There now," exclaimed Jervis, "what did I tell you?
He wants to suck our brains." "As far as my brain is concerned," I said, "the process of suction isn't likely to yield much except a vacuum, so I will resign in favour of you.
You are a full-blown lawyer, whereas I am only a simple G.P." Jervis filled his pipe with deliberate care and lighted it.

Then, blowing a slender stream of smoke into the air, he said: "If you want to know what I make of the case from that report, I can tell you in one word--nothing.

Every road seems to end in a cul-de-sac." "Oh, come!" said Thorndyke, "this is mere laziness.

Berkeley wants to witness a display of your forensic wisdom.

A learned counsel may be in a fog--he very often is--but he doesn't state the fact baldly; he wraps it up in a decent verbal disguise.