"Well, let's make it public," retorted Tod quickly. Turning to Paula, he said: "Would you like me to stay here, Miss Marsh?"
"Oh—please—please!" she said imploringly.
"It's impossible!" shouted the lawyer angrily. "I object."
"Nothing is impossible when a lady requests it," rejoined Tod determinedly. "Go on with the examination! I'm going to stay—don't trouble, Cooley—I'll find a chair."
He looked around and took a seat near the fireplace. Mr. Cooley, unable to control himself, moved towards him with threatening gesture. In another moment he would have attempted to eject him forcibly, but Jimmy restrained him:
"Better let him stay," he whispered.
"Very well," grumbled the lawyer, "but young man—perfect silence!"
"Go on now," grinned Tod, "go on—never mind me."
The examiner resumed the questioning:
"Miss Marsh—you have stated on several occasions that when you came in for your father's estate you would give large sums of money to various charities?"