The Washington times., 1938-12-22

no difficulty in the matter or my
er, honorarium.
Every day Virgil Thorne called
religiouSly, and one day he'd have
, a great burgeoning bunch OF
American Beauties, and that time
he said. They can't match your
beauty. Miss Stevens"
oh" Peggy smiled for a mo-
ment, and then a witherng cold.
ness came over her tace, so you
think you can get me to drop my
case against you by fine words,
do you?"
And another day, he'd have a
big box of the most expensive
candy in town, and tn time he
said, Maybe one hundredth as
sweet as you are, Miss Stevens"
And that time she had a hard
job keeping the warm heart out of
her eyes.
All this irritated Mr.. Groag ter
ribly, because he felt that his
client should not fraternize with
/ the enemy. so to speak.
But Mr.. Groag," Peggy asked,
after one of his outbursts, Law
yers who are opposing one an
other are friends, really, aren't
they? Why they even have lunch
together after yelling at each
other in court all m or n i n g-at
least so I've been told"
INSISTS ON TRIAL
Mr.. Groag brushed this state
ment aside, Entirely different
matter, entirely different. Have
something much more important,
Miss Stevens"
Then he told her that the emf
nent firm of Cadwallader, Cadwal-
lader, Cadwallader O'Reilly and
Guinsbourg had raised the ante.
This time, we'd better accept"
A sort of cold fear came into
Peggy's eyes.
Does Mr.. Thorne know about
this?"
Mr.. Groag chuckled, and the
sound of his merriment was akin
to the creaking of a rusty gate.
"Heh," said Mr.. Groag, "the young
fool. They don't dare tell him.
Peggy's eyes were warm again.
Il think I'll let him stand trial" '"
she murmured, don't you think,
she opened her eyes widely at him,
don't you think, Mr.. Groag, that
could win jury's sympathy"
Maybe you're right" he de-
cided at length. when do you
think you can stand the strain OF
appearing in court"
The sudden laughter with which
she greeted his decision was, to
the lawyer of a piece with most
of his clients reactions. ANY
day trial is set," she replied.
The devious attempts made to
postpone further trial by Virgil's
attorneys were stifled by that
young man, and, much against his
will, the venerable Ebenezer Cad
wallader, red-wattled and snort
ing, was forced to appear in the
criminal court, an affront to his
carefulyl gained dignity.
Opposite him, at the counsel
table was Wardman Groag, grin
ming evilly, accompanied by his
client, whose beauty was intensi-
fled by becoming hospital pal
.lor. Her eyes rested upon those of
Virgil Thorne, and the eminent
Ebenezer, observing. grunted to
himself, "Humph, the huSsy. She's
got him buffaloed, what will she
do to this jury"
PERMANENT INJURIES
Your Honor" Peggy pleaded, in
frightened little voice, May L
may 1 speak to you privately"
"Har-r-r-umph," said his Honor.
Most irregular, most irregular"
Well, well, what are you wait
ing for, young woman, come up
here come on up here"
Your Honor, object! !" roared
the eminent Ebenezer.
Il object, your Honor" shrilled
Wardman Groag.
His Honor smote the desk with
his gavel.
"Order!" he shouted. Then he
turned to the girl who had reached
his side. Now what was it, child?"
he asked her.
Peggy whispered earnestly, and
continuously, then paused. His
Honor Scowled and shook his head.
She whispered more earnestly,
and for longer period. At length
his gnarled old features writhed
into grin.
"All right" he chuckled, "all
right. Most irregular, but-all
right" Once more he smote the
desk before him with the ever
present gavel.
"Order!" he called. Defendant,
have you anything to say before
I pass sentence on you."
Il OBJ" began both lawyers at
once.
"Order!" the judge repeated.
"There'd better be no objections.
. Proceed defendant -