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"Alexander!" cried Mrs. Tarbell, when the office-boy was in, she called her brother Mr. Juddson, "Alexander!" "Well?" said Mr. Juddson. He was late as it was. "You will make the office very cold if you leave the door but never mind. Don't let me keep you. I only wanted to tell you that I should like to talk to you about something some time to-d " The rest of the sentence was lost upon Mr.
Then, too, most of the books were in the back room, and so was the sofa: altogether it looked as if Mrs. Tarbell were the senior. Mr. Juddson was thinking seriously of having another partition built, and that would at any rate save him from being asked "if Mr. Juddson were in," for, as every one knows, there is a vast difference between being asked "if Mr. Juddson be in," and "is this Mr.
Juddson and Tarbell took the rooms on the back of the third floor, Mr. Pope those on the front ditto: they were very near neighbors. In former days Mrs. Tarbell had often complained to her husband of Mr. Pope's success. It was an argument that men had not as much common sense as they pretended to have, she said, or else they would see through Franklin B 's absurd pretensions.
Tarbell, in an expressive voice, regardless of the office-boy. "Yes?" said Mr. Juddson. The referee had refused to admit some of his testimony. "Alexander, I have a client," said Mrs. Tarbell. "Do you tell me so?" replied Mr. Juddson absently, as he redisarranged the papers upon his table. "I hope Bless me, where is that ? Mrs. Tarbell, have you seen anything of an envelope?
Juddson made the motion which he had so often made before, and made it, I regret to say, in rather hurried tones, when, to everybody's surprise, Judge Measy produced a manuscript and read it out, and proved that a lawyer was a person who practiced law, and that therefore, as a woman was a person, she could be a lawyer, interspersing his remarks with graceful historical allusions and several profound reflections upon the design of Nature in creating the female sex.
Tarbell's desk was in the middle of the back room, she could just see the outer door obliquely through that of her partition, and Mr. Juddson's was in a similar position in the front room. This was not a very good arrangement. Mrs. Tarbell could not very well be put in the front room with the office-boy, and yet the proximity of the office-boy was not agreeable to Mr. Juddson either.
And now that Juddson and Tarbell were moving to their new offices, who should also at the very same time become a tenant of the Land and Water Insurance Company but the Honorable Franklin Blood Pope? The Land and Water Company's new building was in a very desirable locality, and several lawyers deserted their old nooks and corners to occupy its spacious and well-calcimined apartments.
"Yes but " "What nonsense!" cried Juddson. "Come, my dear, don't be a goose, and don't lose a return-day. Otherwise, I shall buy you a sewing-machine." "Aren't you pleased, Alexander?" said Mrs. Tarbell, with a little effusion. "My dear, I'm delighted. I hope that in five years' time you will be supporting me and my family. Your sister-in-law will be speechless with jealousy. I congratulate you.
Tarbell had been a Miss Juddson before her marriage with Tarbell, Esq. Alexander H. Juddson was her brother. When Mr. Tarbell died, his widow told her family and friends that she was going to read law. Mrs. Tarbell had always been a woman of progressive notions, but this was going too far.
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