Intense mental concentration has a curious way of blotting out what has passed.

The barrister who has his case at his fingers' ends, and is able to argue with an expert upon his own subject finds that a week or two of the courts will drive it all out of his head once more.

So each of my cases displaces the last, and Mlle.

Carere has blurred my recollection of Baskerville Hall.

To-morrow some other little problem may be submitted to my notice which will in turn dispossess the fair French lady and the infamous Upwood.