"You are sure of re-election, Arthur."
"No, I'm not; not even of nomination," objected the judge. "The Honorable William Moore has been to see me——"
Danvers shot him a keen glance, and the doctor listened curiously.
"He was interested in the Hall and Burroughs case." Latimer hesitated, and a spot of color suddenly burned in his cheeks. "Moore evidently thought it necessary to come to me and ask that Burroughs have fair play!"
The doctor laughed. It was an opportunity to tease the boy he loved; not a serious impeachment of the character of the judge of the Supreme Court.
"He offered me a hundred thousand dollars if I'd take a rest! Suggested Europe!" The judge's voice trembled.
"The devil he did!" burst from the physician.
"He raised his price by the time he got to you," commented Danvers.
"What?" Latimer whirled, amazed, toward the speaker.
"When Moore asked me to intercede with you for Burroughs he had only twenty-five thousand for each of us."