ttage, but the husband was
no wiser at the end of it than at the beginning.
All the points of the case were stated to Squire Simonton, who
volunteered to act as counsel for Bobtail.
"But where did this bill come from, Mrs. Taylor?" asked the legal
gentleman.
"I can't tell," replied the troubled woman.
"You can't tell!"
"No, sir; I cannot."
"But your refusal will certainly insure the conviction of your son."
"Robert did not give me that bill," protested she.
"I don't believe he did, nuther," said Ezekiel. "She's got money hid
away somewhere."
"If it had been hid away long, it could not have been the bill which was
sent in the letter."
"It wasn't hid away," added Mrs. Taylor. "I might injure somebody by
telling where I got the bill; and for that reason I can't say a single
word, even if I go to prison for it."
"But your son will be sent to prison, certainly, if you don't tell,"
said the lawyer.
"O, dear! What shall I do?"
She positively refused to tell even Squire Simonton, who explained that,
as counsel, he could not be obliged to reveal the secrets of his
clients. It was finally arranged that a postponement of the examination
should be obtained, if possible; and Mr. Walker and half a dozen others
had promised to give bail for Bobtail.
CHAPTER XII.
CAPTAIN CHINKS IS INDIFFERENT.
"I don't know that we can do any better under the circumstances," said
Squire Simonton, after the arrangement of the legal business had been
agreed upon. "But we are making a strange case of it."
The squire bestowed one of his pleasant smiles upon the case, for he was
one of those sweet-tempered men who never frown, even when they are
vexed. He was perplexed, and very properly claimed the right, as
counsel, to know all the facts. But it was evident that Mrs. Taylor had,
or supposed she had, a good reason for concealing the source from which
came the five hundred dollar bill.
"Squire Gilfilian purposes to make Mrs. Taylor a party to the theft,"
said Mr. Brooks. "Probably he will get out a warrant for her arrest in
the morning."
"I never thought it would come to this, that I should be taken up for
stealing," added the poor woman, bursting into tears.
"You can hardly wonder at being arrested," suggested the squire. "The
stolen property was in your possession, and you refuse even to explain
where you got it."
"I could tell a lie about it, but I won't do that," sobbed Mrs. Taylor.
"If you can
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