"Suppose you try sitting like a bump on a
log. We won't complain. Yes, the Squire seems to have
made up his mind about the defence, and my seniors haven't
done much else today."
"Rawlins saw him hitched up in front of your place for
about two hours this morning," said Mr Williams. "I told
him I thought that was good enough, but we didn't say
anything, Rawlins having heard it was to be Flynn from
Toronto. And I hadn't forgotten the Grand Trunk case we
put down to you last week without exactly askin'. Your
old man was as mad as a hornet--wanted to stop his
subscription; Rawlins had no end of a time to get round
him. Little things like that will creep in when you've
got to trust to one man to run the whole local show. But
I didn't want the Mercury to have another horse on us."
"Do you think you'll get a look in, Lorne?" asked Dr
Harry.
"Oh, not a chance of it. The old man's as keen as a razor
on the case, and you'd think Warner never had one before!
If I get a bit of grubbing to do, under supervision,
they'll consider I ought to be pleased." It was the
sunniest possible tone of grumbling; it enlisted your
sympathy by its very acknowledgement that it had not a
leg to stand on.
"They're pretty wild about it out Moneida way," said Dr
Harry. "My father says the township would put down the
bail three times over.
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