s mud!
I got that son business so plain in my mind, I'd know the party of the
first part, from the party of the second part, if I met him promenading
on the Stone Wall of China!"

Father and Laddie knew so much law they asked dozens of questions; but
that Robert man wasn't a smidgin behind, for every clip he had the
answer ready, and then he could go on and tell much more than he had
been asked. He said as a Case, it was a pretty thing to work on; but
it was much more than a case to him, because he always had known that
his friend was not guilty; that he was separated from his family,
suffering terribly under the disgrace, and they must be also. He had
worked for life for his friend, because the whole thing meant so much
to both of them. He said he must go back soon and finish up a little
more that he should have done while he was there, if it hadn't been
that he received no word from Shelley.

"When I didn't heah from heh for so long, and wrote so many letters,
and had no reply, I thought possibly some gay 'young Lochinvah had come
out from the west,' and taken my sweet 'eart," he said, "and while I
had my armour on, I made up my mind that I'd give him a fight too. I
didn't propose to lose Shelley, if it were in my powah to win heh. I
hadn't been able to say to heh exactly what I desiahed, on account of
getting a start alone in this country; but if I won this case, I would
have ample means. When I secuahed the requiahed evidence, I couldn't
wait to finish, so I came straight ovah, to make sure of heh."

He arose and handed the satchel to father.

"I notice you have a very good looking gun convenient," he said.
"Would you put these papahs where you consider them safe until I'm
ready to return? Our home, our living, and the honah of a man are
there, and we are mighty particular about that bag, are we not,
Shelley?"

"Well I should think we are!" cried Shelley. "For goodness sake,
father, hang to it! Is the man still living? Could you get that
evidence over again?"

"He was alive when I left, but the doctors said ten days would be his
limit, so he may be gone befowr this."

Father picked up the satchel, set it on his knees, and stroked it as if
it were alive.

"Well! Well!" he said. "Now would any one think such a little thing
could contain so much?"

Shelley leaned toward Robert.

"Your friend!" she cried, "Your friend! What DID he say to you? What
did he DO?"

"Well, for a time he was wildl