Sure to push his way--nobody could look at him and doubt it--sure to push his way.
"Kendrew is an old friend of mine," said Mr.Vanborough, addressing himself to the lawyer.

"Whatever you have to say to _me_ you may say before _him._ Will you have some wine ?" "No--thank you." "Have you brought any news ?" "Yes." "Have you got the written opinions of the two barristers ?" "No." "Why not ?" "'Because nothing of the sort is necessary.

If the facts of the case are correctly stated there is not the slightest doubt about the law." With that reply Mr.Delamayn took a written paper from his pocket, and spread it out on the table before him.
"What is that ?" asked Mr.Vanborough.
"The case relating to your marriage." Mr.Kendrew started, and showed the first tokens of interest in the proceedings which had escaped him yet.

Mr.Delamayn looked at him for a moment, and went on.
"The case," he resumed, "as originally stated by you, and taken down in writing by our head-clerk." Mr.Vanborough's temper began to show itself again.
"What have we got to do with that now ?" he asked.

"You have made your inquiries to prove the correctness of my statement--haven't you ?" "Yes." "And you have found out that I am right ?" "I have found out that you are right--if the case is right.