"Well, I drew that fool contract, an', after it was signed, Sam delivered ten one-thousand-dollar bills to the young man, who was to become his son-in-law the following month with the assistance of a caterer and a florist and a string-band, all from New Haven.
"Within half an hour Dan Pettigrew came roarin' up in front o' my office in the big red automobile of his father's. In a minute he came in to see me. He out with his business soon as he lit in a chair.
"'I've learned that this man Rolanoff is a scoundrel,' says he.
"'A scoundrel!' says I.
"'Of purest ray serene,' says he.
"I put a few questions, but he'd nothing in the way o' proof to otter—it was only the statement of a newspaper.
"'Is that all you know against him?' I asked.
"'He won't fight,' says Dan. 'I've tried him—I've begged him to fight.'
"'Well, I've got better evidence than you have,' I says. 'It came a few minutes before you did.'
"I showed him a cablegram from a London barrister that said: