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He was a tall, well-built man, forty years of age, smooth-faced, with a clerical cast of countenance, easy and graceful in manner, and of pleasant address. After a few words relating to a certain matter of business, the clerk said to his employer, "This man has been waiting some time to see you, Mr. Sharpman." The lawyer advanced to Craft, and shook hands with him in a very friendly way.

He wasn't satisfied to ruin me, but he must now seek to disgrace me as well. He is " The judge interrupted him: "We do not care to hear your opinion of Mr. Sharpman; we have neither the time nor the disposition to listen to it. You caused this defendant to produce before us the body of the boy Ralph. They are both here; what further do you desire?" "I desire to take the boy home with me.

He thought it probable that there would be a later train; and it was barely possible that some one whom he knew might be going up on it. It occurred to him that Sharpman had said he would be busy in Wilkesbarre all day. Perhaps he had not gone home yet; if not, he might go on the next train, if there was one. It was worth while to inquire, at any rate.

"Yes, sir, I will," said the boy, innocently, "only it seems too bad 'at I can't tell what Rhymin' Joe said." The lawyers in the bar were smiling, Sharpman had recovered his apparent good-nature, and Goodlaw began again to interrogate the witness.

I should be honest, Mr. Sharpman, perfectly honest and discreet; and you should not suffer to the value of a cent, not a single cent." "No doubt your intentions are good enough, my dear sir, but it requires great skill to handle so large an estate properly, and a single error in judgment on your part might cost thousands of dollars.

But if he would gather the princeliest gains He must smother his conscience and cudgel his brains." Sharpman looked sternly across at his visitor. "Have you any business with me?" he said; "if not, my time is very valuable, and I desire to utilize it." "I beg pardon, sir, if I have occupied time that is precious to you. I had no particular object in calling except to gratify a slight curiosity.

The bar-tender came out from behind his bar and approached the couple. "Oh, by the way," he asked, "did ye have a ticket for your passage up, or was ye goin' to pay your fare?" "Oh, no!" said Ralph, "I ain't got any ticket. Mr. Sharpman paid my fare down, but I was goin' to pay it back, myself."

Sharpman arose and began pacing up and down the room. He was inclined to yield to the man's demand. The Burnham suit was drawing rapidly to a successful close. If this fellow should go on the witness-stand and tell his plausible story, the entire scheme might be wrecked beyond retrieval. But it was very annoying to be bulldozed into a thing in this way.

"Madam, I have the most profound respect for your conscience and your judgment. I trust that no meeting between us will be less pleasant than this one has been. I wish you good-morning!" "Good-morning, sir!" Sharpman bowed himself gracefully out, and walked briskly down the street, with a smile on his face.

Burnham for the purpose of cross-examination." "That is your privilege under the law," said the judge. "Mrs. Burnham," continued Sharpman, "will you kindly take the stand?" "Certainly," replied the lady. She arose, advanced to the witness-stand, received the oath, and took her chair with a matronly dignity and kindly grace that aroused the sympathy and admiration of all who saw her.