She threw back the obscuring veil and showed him the face of one of the most beautiful women in London.
There was an instant's pause before he said.
"Yes, I recognise you, of course.

And--you wanted to consult me ?" "No!" She leaned forward in her chair with white hands clasped.

"I wanted to beg you to tell me--why you have refused to undertake Burleigh Wentworth's defence!" She spoke with a breathless intensity.

Her wonderful eyes were lifted to his--eyes that had dazzled half London, but Field only looked down into them as he might have regarded one of his legal documents.

A slight, peculiar smile just touched his lips as he made reply.
"I have no objection to telling you, Lady Violet.