"Her lawyer tells me she does not wish to concern herself about it on any account."
"Nevertheless I shall see her before the trial begins. Wait until to-morrow to draw up your petition. Do you agree?"
Maître Tabourin made a weak gesture of protest:
"You are unreasonable. The case must be begun."
"Well, well," replied Philippe, "it won't run away from you. But now it is time for the opening of court. Come with me, I want to talk to you about one or two other cases."
And they set out together for the court house.
As soon as they were gone, the clerks began to deliberate again:
"Did you notice M. Lagier's anxious face?" questioned Vitrolle.
The romantic Malaunay hazarded:
"He is in love with Mme. Derize and can't make up his mind to plead against her."