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But in this matter he possessed a certain self-confidence which arose from a just and righteous anger against the forces opposing him and a knowledge of their tactics. To his mind his client was not Zeb Meader alone, but the host of victims who had been maimed and bought off because it was cheaper than to give the public a proper protection. The court room was crowded. Mr.
"I knew you had this Meader business in mind," he said. "I knew you had fanciful notions about some things. Never told you I didn't want you here, did I?" "No," said Austen, "but " Would have told you if I hadn't wanted you wouldn't I?" "I hope so, Judge," said Austen, who understood something of the feeling which underlay this brusqueness. That knowledge made matters all the harder for him.
"Say, I just warmed up all over when I see you, Austen. I'm so glad to run across an honest man. We ain't forgot in Mercer what you did for Zeb Meader, and how you went against your interests. And I guess it ain't done you any harm in the State. As many as thirty or forty members have spoke to me about it. And down here I've got so I just can't hold in any more." "Is it as bad as that, Mr.
Considerably bewildered, that gentleman left the hospital to report the affair to the Honourable Hilary, who, at intervals during the afternoon, found himself relapsing into speculation. Inside of a somewhat unpromising shell, Mr. Zeb Meader was a human being, and no mean judge of men and motives.
"Wanted they should know you," said Mr. Redbrook. "They've all heard of you and what you did for Zeb." Austen flushed. He was aware that he was undergoing a cool and critical examination by those present, and that they were men who used all their faculties in making up their minds. "I'm very glad to meet any friends of yours, Mr. Redbrook," he said. "What I did for Meader isn't worth mentioning.
It appears that he had seen me," Victoria replied, "when I went to Mercer to call on Zeb Meader. And he asked me if I knew you." "Of course you denied it," said Austen. "I couldn't, very well," laughed Victoria, "because you had confessed to the acquaintance first." "He merely wished to have the fact corroborated. Mr. Redbrook is a man who likes to be sure of his ground."
"Learn to think, then." "Jennie, if you must make such faces, please do so out of the view of your classmates, I beg." This from gentle Miss Meader. "I I was just trying how it felt to be strangled with a cord. It says here the Thuggee did it in India as a religious practice." "That's enough, Jennie!" as a giggle arose from the roomful of girls. "Your excuses are worse than your sins."
I callated he'd run acrost you sometime." Victoria raised her eyes, sparkling with humour, and they met Austen's. "We was just talkin' about you," cried Mr. Meader, cordially; "come right in." He turned to Victoria. "I want to make you acquainted," he said, "with Austen Vane." "And won't you tell him who I am, Mr. Meader?" said Victoria. "Well," said Mr.
Meader, as if to ask what man had not. "You're railroad, ain't ye?" Mr. Meader gazed long and thoughtfully into the young man's face, and the suspicion gradually faded from the farmer's blue eyes. "I like your looks," he said at last. "I guess you saved my life. I'm I'm much obliged to you." When Mr. Tooting arrived later in the day, he found Mr.
But in this matter he possessed a certain self-confidence which arose from a just and righteous anger against the forces opposing him and a knowledge of their tactics. To his mind his client was not Zeb Meader alone, but the host of victims who had been maimed and bought off because it was cheaper than to give the public a proper protection. The court room was crowded. Mr.
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