He drew his hand across his forehead.

He half rose to go when again Robert Pettifer spoke.
"And yet," he said slowly, "I am not satisfied." Harold Hazlewood sat down again.

Mrs.Pettifer drew a breath of relief.
"The chief witness for the defence, the witness whose evidence made the acquittal certain, was a man I know--a barrister called Thresk." "Yes," interrupted Hazlewood.

"I have been puzzled about that man ever since you mentioned him before.

His name I am somehow familiar with." "I'll explain that to you in a minute," said Pettifer, and his wife leaned forward suddenly in her chair.