“Who introduced you—or how did you meet?”
“Now, Mr. Williams,” interrupted Mr. Stein, “this is very interesting, but it’s wasting my time. All this should have been attended to before I was summoned. I am a very busy man and you’ll have to postpone the whole matter until to-morrow. I really can’t wait.”
Mr. Stein began buttoning up his coat and reached for his hat.
Williams fumbled among his papers for a moment and drew forth an affidavit.
“Perhaps we can save time with your aid. This is rather a large transaction for me, so I have to go slowly. You will have no objection to signing this affidavit of identification—will you, Mr. Stein?”
The attorney adjusted his glasses.
“It’s not necessary, Sir,” he remarked, merely glancing at the paper and handing it back.—“It’s not at all necessary. There is already sufficient evidence to satisfy any reasonable man and we are not obliged to satisfy you. It was your duty to have convinced yourself before the time of closing.”
“I didn’t suppose you would have any objection to giving the proof required.”
“I don’t know that there is any objection, but I’ve been closing real estate titles all my life and I know my rights and don’t intend to be imposed upon.”