But at the mention of Sir James Chide, her face lit up.
"He has been so kind to me!" she said, looking up into Marsham's face--"so very kind!"
Her eyes showed a touch of passion; the passion that some natures can throw into gratitude; whether for little or much. Marsham smiled.
"He fell in love with you! Yes--he is a dear old boy. One can well imagine that he has had a romance!"
"Has he?"
"It is always said that he was in love with a woman whom he defended on a charge of murder."
Diana exclaimed.
"He had met her when they were both very young, and lost his heart to her. Then she married and he lost sight of her. He accepted a brief in this murder case, ten years later, not knowing her identity, and they met for the first time when he went to see her with her solicitor in prison."
Diana breathlessly asked for the rest of the story.
"He defended her magnificently. It was a shocking case. The sentence was commuted, but she died almost immediately. They say Sir James has never got over it."