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"He is trying to make me feel that it would be better to produce Wren than to keep her away from the lawyers, because it looks `odd. Well, I'll take my chances on the odds," she said with a laugh; "and Wren Salvey will be `produced' when I am sure that the motor girls' strange promise will be kept.

He was always gentle, in spite of the difficult human questions he was constantly called upon to decide, and which necessarily could not always be decided to suit both parties involved in the legal dispute. But when Mrs. Salvey walked into his room and took a seat beside Cecilia Thayer he started up in surprise. He had known Mrs.

He knew perfectly well that Jack was implicated, knew that Rob Roland had deliberately accused him of taking Cecilia Thayer out to the Salvey cottage for the purpose of gaining possession of the promise book. For this very reason Ed wanted Cora to go on to escape, if possible, the anxiety she must experience if she should have to know the real story. "Well," sighed Cora, "it is getting late.

I had a fine time trying to keep Clip's name out of the paper, the day they had the hearing about Wren. You see, I the great first person ran into the courtroom just as the judge was dismissing the absurd case set up against Mrs. Salvey. Of course, that was nothing more or less than a trick to get information for the other side. Well, Mr.

There is absolutely no grounds for this action. The case is dismissed." So suddenly did the relief come to Cecilia that she almost collapsed. She looked at Mrs. Salvey, who was pressing her handkerchief to her eyes. "It is all right," whispered Cecilia. "Oh, I am so glad!" A stir in the room attracted their attention. Cecilia turned and faced Jack Kimball.

But the agent of the Children's Society, he with the threatening papers in his hand, called to the boy to sit down, and the tone of voice hurt Cecilia more than the insolent look turned fully upon her by Rob Roland. The judge was ready for the next case it was that of the Children's Society against Mrs. Salvey. Cecilia could hear the hum from the newspaper corner cease, she saw Mr.

"Who took it?" demanded Cecilia sharply. "Everything was sold at auction and no one could tell us anything about the table." "You see," said Mrs. Salvey, "Wren thinks if we can find that table we will come into our own. Father was very fond of daughter, and the other relatives were so numerous that when the estate was equally divided it left very little for us.

"Young man," said the judge sternly, "I am hearing this case, and any further discourtesy from you will be considered as contempt." The youth smiled ironically. He was already accustomed to such usage, and did not mind it in the least if only he could gain his point, but this time he had failed. "You know the child Wren Salvey?" asked the judge. "Yes.

Salvey were too surprised to breathe they both wanted to "swallow" every breath of air in the room at one gulp. "And the specific charge?" asked the judge, showing some impatience. "Well, your honor, we contend that a mother who will wilfully take such a child away from medical care, and hide her away from those who are qualified to care for her, must be criminally negligent."

"Of course, I am never really lonely with mother." Mrs. Salvey shook her head. Then she picked up the discarded sewing. "You see," went on Wren, "we used to live with grandfather in a beautiful cottage right near the river. He was a sea captain, and couldn't live away from the waves. Then I was strong enough to play on the sands." Wren stopped.