The Rathdrum tribune. (Rathdrum, Idaho) 1903-1963, 1923-08-03
CHAPTER TX.

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The next day Mr. Troy (takin,
I Robert Moody with him as valuable
witness) rang the bell at the NEAR
> and dirty clearinghouse in which Oh
: Sharon received the clients WIN
stood In need of his advice.
They were led upstairs to a bach
room on the second floor of the house
Entering the room, they discovered
through thick cloud of tobacco
smoke. small fat, bald-headed. dirty
old man in an armchair, robed in q
tattered flannel dressing-gown, with
short pipe in his mouth, a pug-dog
on his lap, and a French novel In his
hands.
rs it business?" asked Old Sharon,
speaking in a hoarse, asthmatical
voice, and fixing pair of bright,
shameless black eyes attentively on
the two visitors.
1T Is business" Mr. Troy nswered,
looking at the old rogue who had dis
graced an honorable profession. as
he might have looked at reptile
which had just risen rampant at his
feet What is your fee for consulta-
tion?"
you give me guinea and I'll give
you half an hour" With this reply
Old Sharon held cut his unwashed
hand across the rickety, ink-spiashed
table at which he was sitting.
Mr.. Troy would not have touched |
him with the tips of his own fingers
for a thousand pounds. He laid the |
guinea on the table
Old Sharon burst into fierce laugh
"a laugh strangely accompanied by /
a frowning contraction of his eye
brows, and a frightful exhibition of
the whole inside of his mouth 81 am
not clean enough for you, eh?" he said,
with an appearance of being very much
There is dirty old man
described in this book that is little {
ike me-" Held up his French novel 6
Have you read 1t? A capital story s
veil put together All, you haven't read {
t? You have got a pleasure to come.
say, do you mind tobacco-smoke? | {
hink faster while smoke--that's all.
Mr.. Troy's respectable hand waved
. silent permission to smoke, given :
nder dignifled protest.
All right" said Old Sharon. Nov.
ct on"
He laid himself back in his chair
nd pulled out his smoke. with eye
lilly half closed. like the eyes of
le pug-dog on his lap. At that nom -
Mt, indeed, there was a curious re- g;
smblance between the two. They both r.
semed to be preparing themselves, in
lie same idle way, for the same com
'rtable nap. oil
Mr. Troy stated the circumstances tn
1der which the five-hundred- pound er
ote had disappeared in clear and sc
'nsecutive narrative. When he had
me old Sharon suddenly opened his
res. The pug-dog suddenly opened pil
s eyes. Old Sharon looked hard at an
r. Troy. The pug-dog looked hard Sc
Mr.. Troy. Old Sharon spoke. The
e growled.
Il know who you are-you're a law an
r. Don't be alarmed, never saw or,
u before, and / don't know your re.
me. What do know is a lawyers
itement of facts when l hear it.
hos this?" Old Sharon looked in
isitively at Moody as he put the ~
estion. L
NJ, No. . COZ
npetent witness, thoroughly ac-
ainted with the circumstances, and
ldy and willing to answer any ques- iao
No RELATING - tban Ga osa ing
tied a little, smoking hard and 'ne
mixing hard. Nov them" he burst
in his fercely sudden way, I'm
ng to get to the root Of the matter" pea
lie leaned forward, with his elbows dry
the table, and began his examina- ker
l of Moody. Heartily as Mr. Troy p
pissed and disliked the old rogue. bea
listened with establishment and adj to ,
alton, literally extorted from him Sell
the marvellous ability with which
questions were adapted to the end n
view. In quarter of an hour Old nro,
ron had extracted from the wit in
8 everything Utara1lv avorv+b;o. -.