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Updated: May 18, 2025
"You shall leave when you like, of course, Fawsitt, but tell me what that point of view is?" "Just this, sir. The simplest-minded idiot who ever stammered through his address, can get an innocent prisoner off if he knows enough of the facts and the law.
"Sit down." Fawsitt seated himself on the other side of the table. He had a long, thin face, dark, narrow eyes, unwholesome complexion, a slightly hooked nose, and teeth discoloured through constant smoking. His fingers, too, bore the tell-tale yellow stains. "Mr. Ledsam," he said, "I think, with your permission, I should like to leave at the end of my next three months."
He glanced at the two or three letters which lay on his desk, none of them of the least interest, and leaning back in his chair commenced to fill his pipe. There was a knock at the door. Fawsitt, a young beginner at the bar, in whom he had taken some interest and who deviled for him, presented himself. "Can I have a word with you, Mr. Ledsam?" he asked. "By all means," was the prompt response.
"The devil! You've been gossiping with some of these solicitors' clerks, Fawsitt." "I shouldn't call it gossiping, sir. I am always interested to hear anything that may concern our my future. I have reason to believe, sir, that we are being passed over for briefs." "The reason being?" "One can't pick and choose, sir. One shouldn't, anyway." Francis smiled.
That's the measure of our success or failure." Francis nodded. "Very reasonably put, Fawsitt," he conceded. "I'll give you a letter to Barnes whenever you like." "I should be glad if you would do so, sir," the young man said. "I'm only wasting my time here...."
"You evidently don't approve of any measure of personal choice as to the work which one takes up." "Certainly I do not, sir, in our profession. The only brief I would refuse would be a losing or an ill-paid one. I don't conceive it to be our business to prejudge a case." "I see," Francis murmured. "Go on, Fawsitt."
"There's a rumour about," the young man continued, "that you are only going to plead where the chances are that your client is innocent." "There's some truth in that," Francis admitted. "If I could leave a little before the three months, sir, I should be glad," Fawsitt said. "I look at the matter from an entirely different point of view."
Francis glanced across at him. "Sorry to hear that, Fawsitt. Are you going to work for any one else?" "I haven't made arrangements yet, sir," the young man replied. "I thought of offering myself to Mr. Barnes." "Why do you want to leave me?" Francis asked. "There isn't enough for me to do, sir." Francis lit his pipe. "It's probably just a lull, Fawsitt," he remarked. "I don't think so, sir."
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