"Very well; if both sides are agreed, I have no objection. If I am not trying your case I shall be trying some one else's, and it is a matter of perfect indifference to me whose case it is."
An hour after in came a brisk junior stating that his leader was unavoidably absent.
"What is the application, Mr. Wallsend?"
"There's a case on your lordship's list for to-morrow, my lord."
"Yes. What number?"
"Number seven, my lord. I am told number six is a long case, and sure to be fought. My application is that, as that case will last over Friday—"
"Friday? Why Friday?"
There was a little laughter, because it happened to be the Oaks day.
"I'm told it's a long case, my lord."
"Yes, but number six has gone, so that you will stand an excellent chance of coming on about two o'clock, perhaps a little before. What is the nature of your case?"