J."
"Nor, apparently, did the jury," said Meldon. "But the judge did.
That's the point to bear in mind. Under the circumstances, what is he
likely to do? He finds Mrs. Lorimer here masquerading as Miss King,
and--"
"I wish you wouldn't say things like that. Since I have met Miss King
I'm less inclined than ever to believe in that identification of yours.
She strikes me--"
"We are now considering how she will strike the judge," said Meldon,
"and how he's likely to act. It seems to me there's only one thing he
can do, and that is warn every marriageable man in the neighbourhood of
Miss King's real character and past record, and then what will happen
to your plan? Will Simpkins be prepared to marry her? Certainly not."
"Well, I'm extremely glad the judge is coming if he puts a stop to the
way you're going on."
"I'm not quite sure yet that he is coming," said Meldon.
"I thought Doyle said--"
"Doyle said he had engaged rooms at the hotel and taken the fishing.
It doesn't absolutely follow that he'll occupy the rooms and catch the
salmon. Sabina Gallagher is, I understand from Doyle, to kill a
chicken, but it's not quite certain yet that the judge will eat the
chicken.
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