No answer. Daniels made the next remark.
“I'm afraid you don't get the situation, Kendrick,” he said. “Neither Miss Howes nor Mrs. Barnes cares to see you or speak with you. After this you are to deal with me. They have asked me, as a FRIEND,” emphasizing the word, “to act as their representative in this and all matters.”
John turned and looked at the speaker.
“In all matters?” he asked, slowly.
“Yes sir, in all.”
“And they refuse to see me?”
“It would—er—seem so. . . . Is there anything further, Kendrick? If not then this affair between your—er—client and mine would appear to be a matter of skill for you and me to contest. We'll see who wins.”
John still looked at him.
“So that's it then,” he said, after a moment. “You and I are to determine which is the better lawyer?”
“So it would seem. Though, considering my record and experience, I don't know that—”