Finally, with a more noticeable drawl in his voice, the man in the armchair began his explanation.
"Very good; we 'll come down to facts.

It will not take long.

In the first place my name is Vail--Justus C.Vail.

That may tell you who I am ?" I shook my head negatively.
"No; well, I am a lawyer of some reputation in this State, and my entire interest in this affair is that of legal adviser to Mr.Neale.
With this in mind I will state briefly the peculiar circumstances wherein you are involved." He checked the points off carefully with one hand, occasionally glancing at a slip of paper lying on the table as though to refresh his memory.

I listened intently, watching his face, and dimly conscious of Neale's restlessness.