"Haven't you some idea--some strange, possibly half-formed notion or secret intuition which might afford some clew to this labyrinth?
I have been told that lawyers have a knack of getting at the bottom of human conduct and affairs.

You have had a wide experience; does it not suggest some answer to this problem which will harmonize all its discordant elements and make clear its various complications ?" Mr.Harper shook his head, but there was a restrained excitement in his manner which was not altogether the reflection of that which dominated Ransom, and the latter, observing it, leaned across the table till their faces almost touched.
"Do you guess my thought ?" he whispered.

"Look at me and tell me if you guess my thought." The lawyer hesitated, eying well the trembling lip, the changing color, the wide-open, deeply flushed eyes so near his own; then with a slow smile of extraordinary subtlety, if not of comprehension, answered in a barely audible murmur: "I think I do.

I may be mad, but I think I do." The other sank back with a sigh charged with what the lawyer interpreted as relief.

Mr.Harper reseated himself, and for a moment neither looked at the other, and neither spoke; it would almost seem as if neither breathed.