CHAPTER XIX. JANE FINN 

"MY train got in half an hour ago," explained Julius, as he led the way out of the station. "I reckoned you'd come by this before I left London, and wired accordingly to Sir James. He's booked rooms for us, and will be round to dine at eight." 

"What made you think he'd ceased to take any interest in the case?" asked Tommy curiously. 

"What he said," replied Julius dryly. "The old bird's as close as an oyster! Like all the darned lot of them, he wasn't going to commit himself till he was sure he could deliver the goods." 

"I wonder," said Tommy thoughtfully. 

Julius turned on him. 

"You wonder what?" 

"Whether that was his real reason." 

"Sure. You bet your life it was." 

Tommy shook his head unconvinced. 

Sir James arrived punctually at eight o'clock, and Julius introduced Tommy. Sir James shook hands with him warmly. 

"I am delighted to make your acquaintance, Mr. Beresford. I have heard so much about you from Miss Tuppence"--he smiled involuntarily--"that it really seems as though I already know you quite well." 

"Thank you, sir," said Tommy with his cheerful grin. He scanned the great lawyer eagerly. Like Tuppence, he felt the magnetism of the other's personality. He was reminded of Mr. Carter. The two men, totally unlike so far as physical resemblance went, produced a similar effect. Beneath the weary manner of the one and the professional reserve of the other, lay the same quality of mind, keen-edged like a rapier. 
who was else was staying?
He's booked rooms for us