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By the way, are we retained or assigned by the court?" "Assigned," chirped Tutt. "So that all we'll get out of it is about enough to keep me in stogies for a couple of months!" "And if he's convicted, as of course he will be a good chance of losing our reputation as successful trial counsel. Why not beg off?" "Let me hear the story first," answered Mr. Tutt. "Angelo sounds like a good sport.
It was indeed a lovely face, classic in the chiseling of its transparent alabaster; and when she turned, her eyes were like misty lakes of blue. Bar none, she was the most beautiful creature and there had been many that had ever wandered into the offices of Tutt & Tutt. He sought for a word. "Wonderful"; that was, it, she was "wonderful."
Pepperill looked pained, not knowing just how to prevent such jocoseness on the part of his adversary. "I object," he muttered feebly. "Quite properly!" agreed Mr. Tutt. "Now, Mr. Kahoots, are you a citizen of the United States?" Mr. Kahoots looked aggrieved. "Me? No! Me no citizen. I go back sometime Acre and build moving-picture garden and ice-cream palace." "I thought so," commented Mr. Tutt.
"He's willing to be hanged or damned or anything else just for the sake of putting a bullet through the other fellow!" "What was the name of the unfortunate deceased?" "Tomasso Crocedoro a barber." "That is almost a defense in itself," mused Mr. Tutt. "Anyhow, if I've got to defend Angelo for shooting Tomasso you might as well give me a short scenario of the melodrama.
"Did you know that Andrew was a vicious dog?" inquired Tutt. "No!" answered Mrs. Appleboy firmly. "I didn't." O woman! "That is all," declared Tutt with a triumphant smile. "Then," snapped Pepperill, "why did you send for him?" "I was lonely," answered Bashemath unblushingly. "Do you mean to tell this jury that you didn't know that that dog was one of the worst biters in Livornia?"
"I don't!" "The real lawyers," replied Miss Wiggin innocently. "The judges who write them probably read them," declared Mr. Tutt. "And the defeated litigants; the successful ones merely read the final paragraphs."
"Neither do I," she returned, "any more than I do in the kind of honor that compels a man to pay a gambling debt before he pays his tailor, but I do believe that there may be situations where, though it would not be permissible to perjure oneself, honor would require one to refuse to obey the law." "That's a pretty dangerous doctrine," reflected Mr. Tutt.
You can keep the money; I'll keep the bonds. See?" Mr. Tutt sighed and shook his head hopelessly. Then he put the bills back into his pocket and started slowly for the door. "You absolutely and finally decline to give up the securities?" he asked plaintively. "Absolutely and finally?" mocked Mr. Badger with a sweeping bow. "Dear! Dear!" almost moaned Mr. Tutt.
"Trainin' an' developin' prominent people!" he explained. "Um!" remarked Mr. Tutt. "Who invited you to testify in this case?" "Mr. Mooney." "Oh, you're a friend of Mooney's! That is all!" Now it is apparent from these questions and answers that Mr. Burke had testified to nothing to his discredit and had conducted himself as a gentleman and a sportsman according to his best lights.
"Passing statutes creating new crimes is like printing paper money without anything back of it; in the one case there isn't really any more money than there was before and in the other there isn't really any more crime either." "Only it makes more business for us." "I've got another idea," continued Tutt airily, "and that is that crime is a good thing.
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