"It's the mechanical end of it that I don't understand," continued Tresham, after a pause. "Creighton claims to have discovered a new force which he calls vibrodyne. I think it is just as well that Miss Laidlaw has decided to consult a scientist about it before she puts any more money into the thing. I can't say I approve of her interest in it—though, of course, I know next to nothing about it, except from the legal standpoint."
"Who is that Mrs. Barry of whom Miss Laidlaw spoke?" asked Kennedy a moment later.
"I believe she is a friend of Creighton's. Somehow she got acquainted with Miss Laidlaw and introduced her to him."
"You know her?" queried Craig casually.
"Oh, yes," came the frank reply. "She has been in to see me, too; first to interest me in the motor, and then to consult me about various legal points in connection with it."
I felt sure that Tresham was more than just a bit jealous of his pretty client. Certainly his tone was intended to convey the impression that he wished she would leave her affairs in his hands entirely.
"You don't know anything more about her—where she came from—her connections?" added Craig.
"Hardly more than you do," asserted Tresham. "I've only seen the woman a few times. In fact I should be glad to know more about her—and about Creighton, too. I hope that if you find out anything you'll let me know so that I can protect Miss Laidlaw's interests."
"I shall do so," promised Kennedy, rising.
"I'll do the same," agreed Tresham, extending his hand. "I see no reason why we shouldn't work together for—my client."