to
a better man, for though the lawyer had given up active practise, he
still retained the work of a few old clients in whom he took a friendly
interest; and among them was Mrs. Dangerfield.

He was eager to prevent the Terror from being prosecuted for poaching
not only because the scandal would annoy her deeply but also because
she could so ill afford the expense of the case. He readily fell in
with the view of Mr. Carrington that they had better take the
offensive, and that the violent behavior of Mr. D'Arcy Rosenheimer had
given them the weapons.

The result of their council was that not later than seven o'clock that
evening Mr. D'Arcy Rosenheimer was served by the constable of Little
Deeping with a summons for an assault on Violet Anastasia Dangerfield,
and with another summons for an assault on Bertram Carrington, F. R.
S.; and in the course of the next twenty minutes his keeper was served
with a summons for an assault on Rupert Carrington.

Though on recovering consciousness he had sent the keeper to scour the
neighborhood for Wiggins and the Terror, Mr. D'Arcy Rosenheimer was in
a chastened shaken mood, owing to the fact that he had been "put to
sleep by an uppercut on the point." He made haste to despatch a car
into Rowington to bring the lawyer who managed his local business.

The lawyer knew his client's unpopularity in the county, and advised
him earnestly to try to hush these matters up. He declared that
however Pomeranian one might be by extraction and in spirit, no bench
of English magistrates would take a favorable view of an assault by a
big young man on a middle-aged higher mathematician of European
reputation, or on Miss Violet Anastasia Dangerfield, aged thirteen,
gallantly rescuing that higher mathematician's little boy from wrongful
arrest and detention.

Mr. D'Arcy Rosenheimer held his aching head with both hands, protested
that they had done all the effective assaulting, and protested his
devotion to the sacred bird beloved of the English magistracy. But he
perceived clearly enough that he had let that devotion carry him too
far, and that a Bench which never profited by it, so far as to shoot
the particular sacred birds on which it was lavished, would not be
deeply touched by it. Therefore he instructed the lawyer to use every
effort to settle the matter out of court.

The lawyer dined with him lavishly, and then had, himself driven over
to Little Deeping in the car, to Mr. Carrington