Alicia looked up eagerly. "Is she out there now?" she cried.
"What right has she to come here? What's her object?" went on the banker irritatedly.
The lawyer shrugged his shoulders.
"The same old thing," he replied. "She wants me to take her case."
The banker frowned.
"Didn't you tell her it was impossible?"
"That makes no difference," laughed the judge. "She comes just the same. I've sent her away a dozen times. What am I to do if she insists on coming? We can't have her arrested. She doesn't break the furniture or beat the office boy. She simply sits and waits."
"Have you told her that I object to her coming here?" demanded the banker haughtily.
"I have," replied the judge calmly, "but she has overruled your objection." With a covert smile he added, "You know we can't use force."
Mr. Jeffries shrugged his shoulders impatiently.