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"As soon as this fellow finishes his argument, the judge'll take up the sentences. Your man seems to have other friends; Isaacs & Sons are here, and the typewriter firm who taught him; but what you say will help most. It won't be more than a couple of hours now." "A couple of hours!" Mr. Thorndike raged inwardly. A couple of hours in this place where he had been publicly humiliated.
Now, you know that if you hold out, he'll be tried again." "Yes, I suppose so." "Got to be no other way," said Mr Eldridge. "Now, the next time, there won't be anybody like you to stand out, and the judge'll know of this scrape, and he'll just sock it to him." Eli turned uneasily in his chair.
Interest, wife, house, and estate better than anybody else." "I don't believe the best wife can be bought," said Roswell. "And the best house for you mightn't be the best house for me," said Judy. "He didn't mean it for you, Judy," said her cousin Bob. "Judge'll never get through, if you don't stop these civilities," said Norton. "I decide for Joe. No, I don't! I decide for Juliet.
No longer was he Arnold Thorndike. He was merely the man "with Mr. Andrews." Then even Andrews abandoned him. "The judge'll be here in a minute, now," said the assistant district attorney, and went inside a railed enclosure in front of the judge's bench. There he greeted another assistant district attorney whose years were those of even greater indiscretion than the years of Mr. Andrews.
Those who live in the close, rough intimacy of the slums do not cherish false shame about the major facts of life. "Suppose she has?" queried the youth sulkily. "Why, that'll be all right, you poor boob," returned the kindly Mayme. "The judge'll let her off with a warning." "How do you know?" "They always do. Those cases are common.
And in Police Court tomorrow the Judge'll give you a week on the Island for being a streetwalker." Susan shivered. She instinctively glanced toward the window. The rain was still falling, changing the City of the Sun into a city of desolation. It looked as though it would never see the sun again and her life looked that way, also. Freddie was smiling pleasantly.
Swallow your medicine plead guilty and you'll get off with a fine. If you lie about the police, the judge'll soak it to you. It happens to be a good judge a friend of Freddie's." Then to the policemen: "Take her along to court, boys, and get back here as soon as you can." "I want her locked up," objected Black Mustache. "I want F. P. to see her. I've got to hunt for him."
Democrats were in a hopeless minority, but the judge and Colonel Peavey never lost their proselyting zeal. "The Judge is always on hand like a sore thumb," said Amos. "The Judge'll be on the right side of the tariff one of these fine days, and have the laugh on the lot of yeh." "What y' idee about that, Rad?" "Good heavens! You don't expect to have protection always, do yeh?" was his only reply.
"Sorry!" he whispered. "Should have warned you. We won't be long now," he added encouragingly. "As soon as this fellow finishes his argument, the judge'll take up the sentences. Your man seems to have other friends; Isaacs & Sons are here, and the type-writer firm who taught him; but what YOU say will help most. It won't be more than a couple of hours now." "A couple of hours!" Mr.
The report of the quarrel had by no means failed to reach "The American Eagle," and when Strong came in Uncle Billy Green was just expressing himself with regard to Coakley: "Of course the Judge'll provide for his man when he gets a chance. That's where he's sharp. And if Coakley is smart enough to suit Judge Garvey, he's smart enough to teach my children that's what I say."
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