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He threw his leg across it, and, sitting astride, he leaned his elbows over the back and glowered at me as if he meant to frighten me. "My name is Charles Saurez," he said abruptly, "and I want your assistance in a matter which requires discretion, ingenuity and alertness. Can I have it?"
He, Saurez, would be famous, and his sons and grandsons would have copies of the book in their houses to show visitors and the priest. Ah, it would be well to have the priest witness Saurez' signature, then sceptical people would know indeed that the stories were Saurez' own accounts. So on and so on. The matter required infinite precautions, patience, skill on the lawyer's part.
The Mexican bar-keeper was wiping a glass; Vorse was not in sight; and ha! there was Saurez himself drowsing by a table. Martinez slipped in and made his way to the rear. "Come; time to go home," he said softly, giving the old Mexican's shoulder a shake. This did not arouse the sleeper, so he added force to his hand, at which the other sagged forward limply. Martinez jumped back.
But granting that everything is as shown, with Lucerio the county attorney under Sorenson's thumb and the community as it is there's a question if Saurez' statement even will be enough to convict them." At that Janet jumped up, her eyes gleaming. "That is not all the proof, not all by any means!" she cried. "What more is there?" "Mr. Johnson's evidence."
"A pretty good story as far as it goes, but like all lawyers' papers long-winded," Johnson stated, critically. "What do you mean, far as it goes?" Janet asked, curiously. "Did you know this old Mexican? Did you ever hear him tell about the thing?" "I knew he was there at the time, but he never told me anything." Here Dr. Hosmer spoke. "Saurez died yesterday.
I was to have a free hand in conducting my own share of the business, and M. Charles Saurez was to call for the document at my lodgings at Passy on the following morning at nine o'clock. I flatter myself that I conducted the business with remarkable skill. At precisely ten minutes to eleven I rang at the Chancellerie of the Ministry for Foreign Affairs.
After luncheon I would go down to my lodgings at Passy, and I knew of a snug little hiding-place in my room there where the precious documents would be quite safe until such time as I was to hand them or one of them to M. Charles Saurez. This plan I put into execution, and with remarkable ingenuity too.
The gate of the encampment of the master of Calatrava was in like manner defended by Lorenzo Saurez de Mendoza. Hamet was furious at being thus checked where he had expected a miraculous victory.
Then he suggested they rest and opened a bottle of wine, over which the others congratulated Saurez and Martinez and predicted a wonderful fame for the "Chronicle." Finally the lawyer perceived, as he said, that Saurez was weary. Anyway, it was supper-time. The remaining papers could be signed another day. The witnesses departed, much pleased with the affair.
All things considered, then, when M. Charles Saurez suddenly said, "Well?" with marked impatience, I replied, "Agreed," and within five minutes I had two hundred francs in my pocket, with the prospect of two hundred more during the next four and twenty hours.
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