Clarke will throw up his brief.

He will carry the case to a certain point; and then, when he sees the avalanche coming, he will back out and leave you in the dock.

What you have to do is to cross to France to-night.
Leave a letter saying that you cannot face the squalor and horror of a law case; that you are an artist and unfitted for such things.

Don't stay here clutching at straws like testimonials to _Dorian Gray_.

_I tell you I know._ I know what is going to happen.