"Doctor White's no friend of mine," said Ezekiel. "He's always been hard on those of us who were not in the regular line of things."
"I insist on Dr. White," replied the judge.
"Weel, if you insist, it shall be done. But you'll not make it hard for me, will you?"
"I'll see what can be done," replied the judge. And then he walked away in a very thoughtful frame of mind.
A little later he was at Dr. White's surgery.
"I want half an hour's private talk with you," he said.
"Important?"
"Very important!"
When the judge had informed the doctor of the purport of his visit the latter looked very grave. "This cannot be decided off-hand," he said presently. And then, leaving the room, he spoke to his dispenser.
"Daniel," he said, "I have to leave the surgery at three o'clock, and it only wants half an hour to that time now. Are there many people waiting?"