The old man looked at her an instant, and then a soft shadowy smile touched his lips.
"Don't you vorry," he said; "der oldt man only got von leg, but he don't sign no damned oldt baper." He shook his head on the pillow sagely, and then added: "You bet!"
"That's splendid!" said Elizabeth. "You're very wise, Mr. Koerner." She paused and thought a moment, her brows knit. Then her expression cleared and she said:
"You must let me send a lawyer."
"Oh, der been blenty of lawyers," said Koerner.
"Yes," laughed Elizabeth, "there are plenty of lawyers, to be sure, but I mean--"
"Der been more as a dozen here alreadty," he went on, "but dey don't let 'em see me."
"I don't think a lawyer who would come to see you would be the kind you want, Mr. Koerner."
"Dot's all right. Der been blenty of time for der lawyers."
"Oh, pa," Gusta put in, "you must take Miss Elizabeth's advice. She knows best. She'll send you a good lawyer."