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"Of course, bigamy isn't my favorite crime or anything like that. I'm no bloodhound on matrimonial offenses. How'll you trade?" "If you'll throw out Higgleby I'll plead Angelo Ferrero to manslaughter," announced Mr. Tutt with a grand air of bestowing largess upon an unworthy recipient. "Cock-a-doodle-do!" chortled Peckham. "A lot you will! Angelo's halfway to the chair already yet!"
And on the front bench the two wives of Higgleby sat, side by side, so frigidly that had that gentleman possessed the gift of prevision he would never have married either of them; Mrs. The entire cast in the eternal matrimonial triangular drama was there except the judge and the prosecutor in the form of Caput Magnus.
"Well, the next time he calls, you send him in to see me," directed Mr. Tutt. "What was the present lady's name?" "Woodcock," answered Tutt. "Alvina Woodcock." "And she wanted to change to Higgleby?" muttered his partner. "I wonder why." "Oh, there's something sort of appealing about him," acknowledged Tutt. "But he don't look like a bigamist," he concluded.
Higgleby with a shade of annoyance, "'the fact is, I've been arrested for bigamy. I don't see any reason for making such a touse about it," he added plaintively. "Who's making a a a touse about it?" inquired Tutt, perceiving that he had taken the wrong tack. "I'm not. I was just a little surprised at a man of your genteel appearance " "Oh, rot!" expostulated Mr. Higgleby weakly.
Neither he nor Tutt nor Bonnie Doon nor yet Higgleby showed any the least sign of concern. Caput's momentarily returning self-possession forsook him. What portended his ominous silence? Had he made some horrible mistake? Had he overlooked some important jurisdictional fact? Was he now to be hoist for some unknown reason by his own petard? He was, poor innocent he was!
"Surely in all this bedlam we ought to be able to acquit our new client Mr. Higgleby of the charge of bigamy. At least you ought to be able to. I couldn't." "What's the difficulty?" queried Mr. Tutt. "The difficulty simply is that he married the present Mrs.
Only tell Jennie that next time I'll have her run out of town." Mr. Tutt nodded. "I'll whisper it to her. Now then, here's Higgleby " "Higgle who?" inquired Peckham dreamily. "Bee by Higgleby," explained Mr. Tutt. "For bigamy. I want you to dismiss the indictment for me." "What for?" "You'll never convict him." "Why not?" "Just because you never will!" Mr. Tutt assured him with earnestness.
With perfect articulation, enunciation and gesticulation Mr. Caput Magnus went on to inform his hearers that Mr. Higgleby was a bigamist of the deepest dye, that he had feloniously, wilfully and knowingly married two several females, and by every standard of conduct was utterly and entirely detestable. Mr. Higgleby, flanked by Tutt and Mr. Tutt, listened calmly. Caput warmed to his task.
Higgleby on the seventeenth of last December here in the city of New York, when he had a perfectly good wife, whom he had married on the eleventh of the preceding May, living in Chicago." "What on earth is the matter with him?" inquired Mr. Tutt. "He simply says he's a traveling man," replied his partner, "and he happened to be in New York."
Higgleby, is charged in this indictment with the crime of bigamy committed here in New York, in marrying Alvina Woodcock the strong-minded lady on the front row of benches there when he already had a lawful wife living in Chicago. The indictment alleges no other offense and the district attorney has not sought to prove any, my learned and eloquent adversary, Mr.
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