our lunch," he said.

Heavily I made my way out of the building.

I was waiting for the taxi to which I had signalled, when--

"I observe," said a quiet voice, "that you don't remember me."

I swung round to see a tall dark girl with grey-blue eyes and a charming
smile regarding me amusedly. But a moment before I had passed her upon
the steps, and, as I did so, wondered what was her business with the
Supreme Court. I took off my hat. Now that I saw her properly, her face
seemed faintly familiar.

"Forgive me," I said. "I was preoccupied."

The smile deepened.

"I defy you to say where we have met before."

I continued to rack my brain feverishly, but it was no good.

"I can't concentrate," I said desperately. "I can tell you where we
shall meet again all right."

"That's not the point. Try Madrigal's wedding."

"Of course. You were one of her bridesmaids."

"That's better. How's Nobby?"

The taxi was waiting, so I opened the door.

"I'll tell you about him at lunch. We'll find the others at the
_Savoy_."

She hesitated.

"It's very good of you, but---"

"My sister," I said gravely, "would never forgive me."

The next moment we were rocketing past St Clement Danes.

"And now," said I, "what have you been doing in the Palace of Lies? What
incorruptible judge have you corrupted with your smile? What jury have
you bewitched with your small mouth? Or are you just a ward in
Chancery?"

My lady smiled.

"What a pity," she said, "you can't remember my name! However will you
introduce me?"

"I shall call you Miss Prision of Treason," said I, "and chance it. And
what may I say you were doing in yonder Fool's Paradise?"

"You're very bitter and terribly inquisitive," said my companion.
"Still, if you must know, I came down to be taken to hear a case. I've
got a brother at the Bar, and the little wretch told me to meet him
there, and he'd get me in to hear a motor-car case." I started. "Of
course he never appeared, and I--my father was a K.C., so I'm not
frightened--I just walked in and sat down in the first court I came to.
It wasn't very interesting, but there were three judges. All in red,
too. By the way, what's arson?"

"Setting fire to a house. All on purpose like. But tell me. D'you know
anything about the case you were to have heard?"

"Only that the head of Paul's chambers is in it. That's how he knew it
would be interesting."

"Is he in Tristram's chambers?"

"How on earth did you know