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"Well, you'll get your wish!" sniffed his lawyer. "And you'll get soaked for about twenty thousand dollars for false arrest!" "I don't care," retorted the client. "And what's more I hope Mr. Tutt gets a substantial fee out of it. He strikes me as a lawyer who knows his business!"
Have you any more witnesses, Mister District Attorney?" "The People rest," said Mr. O'Brien. "The case is with the defense." Mr. Tutt rose with solemnity. "The court will, I suppose, grant me a moment or two to confer with my client?" he inquired. Babson bowed and the jury saw the lawyer lean across the defendant and engage his partner in what seemed to be a weighty deliberation. "I killa him!
"You certainly make it very clear!" assented Payson. "What do executors usually do under such circumstances?" "If they have sense they leave matters alone and let the law take its course," answered Tutt with conviction. "I've known of more trouble ! Several instances right here in this office.
Tutt," returned the judge good-naturedly. "Your client seems to have loved not wisely but too well." And they all poured out happily into the corridor that is, all of them except Caput and the two ladies, who remained seated upon their bench gazing fiercely and disdainfully at each other like two tabby cats on a fence. "So you're not married to him, either!" sneered Miss Woodcock.
Van Kamp joined the women on the porch, and explained the attractively novel situation to them. They were chatting gaily when the Ellsworths came down the stairs. Mr. Ellsworth paused for a moment to exchange a word with Uncle Billy. "Mr. Tutt," said he, laughing, "if we go for a bit of exercise will you guarantee us the possession of our rooms when we come back?" "Yes sir-ree!"
Well, he goes merrily on life's way and some fine day another lady breezes by, and this safe and sane citizen, who supposes his capacity for affection was reached in early youth, suddenly discovers to his amazement that his mercury is on the jump and presently that his old thermometer has blown its top off." "Very interesting, Mr. Tutt," observed Tutt after a moment's silence.
"Don't you remember those great piles of bonds and stocks that Doctor Barrows left here with you to keep for him?" "Oh, those!" Mr. Tutt smiled inscrutably. "Mr. Barrows is not a physician," he corrected her, running his eye over the General Sessions calendar. "He's only a 'doc' that is to say, one who doctors. You know you can doctor a lot of things besides the human anatomy.
"Good morning," said the judge pleasantly, sitting down with a side switch of the bombazine. "Barrows against the er er Horse's Neck Mining Company. Do you represent the complainant, Mr. Tutt?" "I do," answered Mr. Tutt with great dignity.
It was plain that my old gentleman of cows as little liked my interruption as Enright liked that of the volatile Tutt. He hid his irritation, however, under an iron politeness and explained. "Pulque is a disapp'intin' form of beverage, wharof it takes a bar'l to get a gent drunk," he observed.
He told the jury, in so many words, to pay no attention to either the A.D.A. or to Mr. Tutt, and to listen only to him, because he was the whole thing. The question was: Had the defendant assumed to give medical treatment to Brown's horse, for any kind of valuable consideration?
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