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Dunwoodie was living in the past, but there was no use in beating about the bush and he said as much. "You are thinking of the common law, sir." Absently Dunwoodie creased his towel. "Now you mention it, I believe I am." Jeroloman glanced at his watch. It was getting late. His residence was five miles away. He was to dress, dine early and take his wife to the theatre.
"Who was she?" Dunwoodie corrected. "Miss Cara." Jeroloman started and dropped his hat. "Not ?" Dunwoodie nodded. "His daughter." Jeroloman, bending over, recovered his hat. Before it, a picture floated. It represented an assassin's child gutting the estate of a son whom the father had murdered. It was a bit too cubist. Somewhere he had seen another picture of that school.
But I did not tell her, what I may confide in you, that in Hays versus The People 25 New York it is held immaterial whether a person who pretended to solemnise a marriage contract, was or was not a clergyman, or whether either party to the contract was deceived by false representations of this character. Hum! Ha!" Jeroloman pulled at his long chin. In so doing he rubbed his hat the wrong way.
There, while he waited with her for a descending lift, a silk hat that had just come from a malachite bench, alighted from an ascending one. Immediately the other lift took her. "Who was that?" the hat's owner alertly asked. Mr. Purdy rubbed his perspiring hands. "Mrs. Paliser." Jeroloman wheeled like a rat. He looked at the cage. It had vanished. He looked at the other.
The term is synonymous for a woman who, having lived illicitly with a man, seeks to assume the relationship of wife after his death and thereby share in the proceeds of his property." From under beetling brows, Dunwoodie looked at him. "Thanks for the lecture, Jeroloman. My client has no such desire. In this office, an hour ago, she refused them." Jeroloman stood up.
Such a claim is but the declaration of a woman entered after the death of her alleged husband and, as such, is inadmissible under Section 829 of the Code. I have posted myself very thoroughly in the matter, though I find it has been held " "Damn what has been held. It's all or nothing, is it?" Jeroloman pulled at his long chin. All, the wicked old man reflected. All!
Long since, perhaps, at some court of last resort, the Paliser Case had been decided. On the morrow, Jeroloman waited on his client, who received him in the library, an agreeable room in which there was nothing literary, but which succeeded at once in becoming extremely unpleasant. M. P. was in tweeds. When his late lamented departed this life, he wore crêpe on his hat for ninety days.
He sat back, looked admiringly at Jeroloman, clasped his hands and twirled his thumbs. Jeroloman, annoyed at the attitude and in haste to be going, pursed his thin lips. "Well, sir?" With an affability that was as unusual as it was suspicious, Dunwoodie smiled at him. "Your objection is well taken.
He would have to hurry and he reached for his hat. "The common law was abrogated long ago." Dunwoodie rumpled the towel. "Why, so it was!" Jeroloman took the hat and with a gloved finger rubbed at the brim. "Even otherwise, the term common-law wife is not legally recognised. The law looks with no favour on the connection indicated by it.
"Well, no, I would not care to put it in that way, but your office-boy must know that false representations void it." "Good Lord!" Dunwoodie exclaimed. It was as though he had been hit in the stomach. Jeroloman, who was eyeing him, gave a little nod that was tantamount to saying, "Take that!" But Dunwoodie was recovering.
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