ffairs, and the first thing you
have to do is to get me out of jail!"

Eleanor returned his laugh.

"We really enjoyed it, though you've got Andrew to thank, not me," she
said. "Do you really think they'll manage to get it postponed after
to-morrow?"

"Not if I have to sit up with Niles and hold his hand all night, to
keep him in line," vowed Jamieson.

And, indeed, the morning proved that there was no cause for worry.
Niles, stiffened by Jamieson, refused even to see the men from the
other side, who were employed by Holmes, when they came to his office
to beg for an adjournment, or to ask him to consent to it, at least,
since only the judge had the power to grant it. And the trial began at
the appointed time.

Charlie, not being actively engaged as a lawyer in the case, could not
spring his sensation himself. But he sat near Niles, waiting for the
opportune moment, and, before the morning session was over, since he
saw that the time was drawing near, he wrote a note to Niles,
explaining his plan to surprise Holmes fully, which he handed to him in
the quiet courtroom.

"That's great--great!" said Niles. "It's immense, Jamieson! I never
dreamed of anything like that. Heavens! How I have been deceived in
this man Holmes! You have the original letter, you say?"

Jamieson tapped his breast pocket significantly.

"You bet I've got it!" he said. "And it doesn't leave my possession,
either, until it's been read into the records of this court. You'll
have to call me as a witness, Niles. That's the only way we can get
this over, since I can't very well act as counsel for either side of
the case."

"All right. First thing after lunch," said Niles.

Holmes was in the courtroom, and Jamieson, happening to look up just as
Niles spoke to him, caught the merchant pointing to him, the while he
bent over and talked earnestly with a sinister, scowling man who was
unknown to the lawyer, but who seemed to be on the most intimate terms
with Holmes. However, he thought nothing of the incident. He had
understood from the first that in opposing Holmes, and doing all he
could to spoil his plans regarding Bessie and Zara, he was incurring
the millionaire's enmity, and he did not greatly care.

"You know," he had said to Eleanor, "this chap Holmes thinks--or he did
think, at least--that I'd be scared by his ability to help or hurt a
man in my profession in the city. But I think a whole lot of that is
bluff on his par