“Yes, I don’t know but I do. But supposing the judge doesn’t see it?”
“He must be made to see it; and that brings me up to date. You know him well; can’t you undertake to enlist him?”
“Frankly, I can’t; and you have given the reason: I know him too well. He has been a second father to me since my own died.”
“All right; I didn’t know,” said the editor, rising to go. “Somebody has it to do, and I thought perhaps you might be able to do it best.”
“Who else have you in mind?”
“Nobody. I am going to tackle him myself.”
“You?”
“Yes. Why not? I know the facts, and not being a personal friend, I sha’n’t scruple to use them. I am going over there now. Will you come along?”
“Not unless you make a point of it. I should only hamper you.”
“I don’t make a point of it. Let me see; the house is Number Sixteen, isn’t it?”