Grace told her side of the story, being careful not to say anything with regard to the scheming she had done to ensnare Carl in the meshes of her net. Being pressed for time, on account of a case in court that afternoon, the attorney asked that she return that evening.
At the end of her office day, Grace again visited the lawyer. After relating her story once more in detail, Grace was assured that she had a good case.
“I would advise that you sue him for at least twenty-five thousand dollars,” the lawyer suggested, craftily adding, “You can easily get several thousand dollars anyway.”
“Is that all?” questioned the girl, now quite mercenary, at the thought of getting easy money.
“Yes—that is unless you happen to have something in writing to hold against him.”
“I have nothing.”
“Too bad. If you did it would be worth a hundred thousand to you.”
“A hundred thousand!”
“Yes, easily—but never mind, I can make it worth your while, as it is.”
“Are you sure we have a good case against him?”