"
"Then trot it out. I shall be delighted to hear it, if it really is a
good reason. Nothing appeals to me more strongly than a convincing
argument. But don't waste my time and your own with some foolish
theory which wouldn't carry conviction to an audience of politicians at
an election meeting."
"Mine is a good reason, the best possible. It is--"
"It must be very good indeed if it is to get over the fact that Mrs.
Lorimer's features are burned into that judge's brain, owing to his
having been obliged to stare at her for ten whole days."
"It's this," said the Major. "He can't recognise Miss King as Mrs.
Lorimer, because she isn't Mrs. Lorimer. I'm convinced of that."
"I'm trying," said Meldon, "to be as patient with you as I can. Many
men would throw something heavy at your head for saying that. I don't.
In spite of the fact that I spent hours proving to you by absolutely
irrefragable evidence that Miss King is Mrs. Lorimer, I am still
prepared to listen quietly to what you have to say. What convinces you
that Miss King isn't Mrs. Lorimer?"
"The woman herself. I know she isn't a murderess. She can't possibly
be, and no amount of evidence will make me think she is.
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