"I do--your help."
"You shall have it," cried Foster impulsively; "a subtle case like this is what I require to make my same. At present I am a briefless barrister, but give me the chance and I'm all right. Archimedes wanted a world whereon to rest his lever and move the earth. I am like the Greek. I have the lever--videlicet my brains, now I want a world, namely, a case--this, as far as I can gather from the papers, will be an excellent chance."
"Then you shall have it," said Ronald heartily, "and I am only too glad to think I have such an enthusiastic worker."
"So be it; now tell me the story in your own way; these newspaper accounts are so meagre."
Whereupon Ronald told Foster all about the case, and his own suspicions regarding it, to all of which the young barrister listened carefully, then leaned back in his chair, and put the tips of his fingers together.
"Hum!" he said, thoughtfully, looking up at the ceiling; "you have made out a very strong case against this Maltese wife I must confess; but the evidence is surely circumstantial."
"But who else would have done it?"
"A man might have committed the crime."
"But with what motive?"
"Because he was told to do so."