"Oh, judge!"
The lawyer adjusted his eyeglasses, blew his nose with suspicious energy, and took up a pen.
"Now don't pretend to be surprised—you knew I would. And please don't thank me. I hate to be thanked for doing what I want to do. If I didn't want to do it, I wouldn't——"
Through her tears she murmured:
"I'd like to say 'thank you'."
"Well, please don't," he snapped.
But she persisted. Tenderly, she said:
"May I say you're the dearest, kindest——"
Judge Brewster shook his head.
"No—no—nothing of the kind."